Luyện nghe bài hát Built to Last

You gonna hit some weed up in the
DJ B, D-Loc

Time keeps on slidin' through that hour
I, I need to rip another blast
Why do all people keep on talkin' trash?
'Cuz, you know that we was built to last

The Adventures of Shaky Bonez, the
A.k.a. D-Loc, Mr. Master
The Blasta, its all good
Operatin' in my room, cuttin' up my words

You betta make way, Ive been know to the spot
Mr. Ginseu Master an' Bobby
We form like Voltron, by the feet
So room to reach, we transform the beat

With the ill techniques, needles like gum
Bobby on the two an' on the one
comes the Suenamy brothas, duck, fuck, run
Grab shields an' put them up, this aint for fun

Table combat, son, you betta the spot
When I penetrate its deep, you I smoke my pot
Everyday I ripped, they call me D L to the C
Dont eva get it twisted, ya na

keeps on slidin' through that hour glass
I, I need to rip vapor blast
Why do all people keep on talkin' trash?
'Cuz, you know that we was built to last

An' you this, I got some herb in my pocket
A caddie an' a truck, a phat wallet
A dirt bike, bike an' a go-cart
A skateboard, gun an' a snowboard

My white because winter just passed
Summer's comin' up, river with the hash
Me an' all my dogs, beers, tokin' buds
Workin' on our trucks right the sun

An' when the water cold, we sit an' get
at the hunny's, talkin' shit from Crows boat
An' if you dont know, I really fuckin' care
Like, to a drunk when hes yappin' in my ear

this, talkin' that, you not makin' no sense
Like smokin' crack by a or bud when its dense
Dont ever get it twisted, let me tell you
The me L O C, sucka see ya, say

Time keeps on slidin' that hour glass
I, I need to rip another blast
Why do all people keep on talkin' trash?
'Cuz, 'cuz you that we was built to last

I be the kid with my pants sagged to my knees
Got my Vans on my feet, smoke a ounce a
rhymes to beats, intertwinin' with timin'
Rhymin' patters are scatterin', Im as as the Heavens

Farmer are cattle, Valiums an' tatilen
On the side of a mountain, choppin' down for cabins
On the search for medallions, I about to burn dragons
Now they live in [Incomprehensible], how could you imagine?

in the day, I was a pest in the classroom
With a attitude, babblin', on the desk, I was
While the teacher was talkin', half the time I was
the fact, I was slackin', didnt care if I was passin'

Relaxin' an' laughin', pencils an' [Incomprehensible]
Children for magazine, memories of
People, now gather, me, Im the D L O C
An' Ill I do is smoke weed, son of a

Time keeps on through that hour glass
I, I need to rip another blast
Why do all these people keep on trash?
'Cuz, 'cuz you know that we was built to