Luyện nghe bài hát Built to Last

You gonna hit some weed up in the
DJ Bobby B,

Time on slidin' through that hour glass
I, I need to rip another vapor
Why do all these people keep on talkin'
'Cuz, 'cuz you know that we was to last

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

You make way, Ive been know to blow the spot
Mr. Ginseu an' Bobby Suenam
We form like Voltron, connected by the
So there's room to reach, we the beat

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

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

Time keeps on slidin' that hour glass
I, I to rip another vapor blast
Why do all these 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 chain wallet
A dirt bike, bike an' a go-cart
A skateboard, shot gun an' a

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

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

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

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

I be the kid with my straight sagged to my knees
Got my Vans on my feet, a ounce a week
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' trees down for
On the search for medallions, I about to burn dragons
Now they live in your [Incomprehensible], how could you

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

Relaxin' an' laughin', stealin' pencils an'
Children for magazine, of causalities
People, now gather, me, Im the D L O C
An' Ill I do is weed, son of a bitch

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