Luyện nghe bài hát Carry On Tradition

Yeah, niggaz want to about this rap shit
Niggaz want to talk about money
About cars, these homes
These labels, clothes, sneakers, big shit
Now everybody to get rich
Now get niggaz, fuck it

Some rap pioneers, be them
When they speak, you see missin' teeth, chain with a silver piece
Niggaz your grandfather's age, they pants still down they legs
about they ain't paid

And they hate you, 'cause they say, you pay dues
And was stealin' and robbin'
I feel it's a problem we resolve
been dead, we the reason it died

Wasn't Sylvia's fault or MC's skills are lost
'cause we can't see ourselves as the boss
Deep-rooted slavery, self-hatred
The Jewish together, friends in high places

We on low level shit
We don't niggaz to ever win, see, everybody got a label
Everybody's a rapper but few flow
It's fucked up, it all started two turntables

When they you and you rise up to your position
on tradition
When they you then you go to fight, go to war, don't petition
Carry on tradition, carry on
Carry on, on, carry on tradition
Carry on
When you rep we rep then carry on tradition

Now some of these new rappers got their caps backwards
Wit their intertwined in some gang-sign madness
I got an exam, see if y'all pass it
see who can quote a Daddy Kane line the fastest

Some of you new rappers, I understand your code
You have your man shoot you, like in that Sopranos
Do to get in the game, mixtapes, you spit hate
Against bosses, hungry fucks are

You should be tossed in a pit full of vocalists
Niggaz, I wrote your shit
I had off-time, was bored wit this, I coulda my double-LP
Just by samplin' different parts of

Still came on the charts with zero audience
The was open and y'all was droppin' that garbage shit
got awards for your bricks, it got good to ya
You started tellin' them bigger to call it quits? What?

When they crown you and you up to your position
on tradition
When they you then you go to fight, go to war, don't petition
on tradition, carry on tradition
Carry on, ca-carry on, on tradition
on tradition
When you rep what we rep then on tradition

Now niggaz got the studio poppin', mad clearer
Engineers got his earplugs and hear us
The live-in-the-park sound, versus the studio state of art
We on the now

From British and Argyles
at us rap stars now, wit our black cars now
Fortune 500 listed, brunches, sip
Sippin', blunted, with rich white around me

white girls around me, Chinese lined up
Because I'm what, every dime
We to be a ghetto secret, can't make my mind up
If I want or the whole world to peep it

Now carry on
Fuck a bum wack rapper his career out of dissin'
to the strugglin' artists and dead one's gone, we miss 'em
I promise I carry on

When they crown you and you up to your position
on tradition
When they you then you go to fight, go to war, don't petition
Carry on tradition, on tradition
Carry on, ca-carry on, on tradition
Carry on
When you rep what we rep carry on tradition