Luyện nghe bài hát Chill

Yea, yea, shit sound like
One, two O'clock in the with the full moon out
Niggaz in they trucks
With a fresh box of ecstasy pills for these

Yea, team select, please collect, G's
Thieves direct the trees to the smoke fest
Wanna a toke?
Yes, the newest I'm in
I'm like Smithsonian nigga, fuck it call me
Wave the torch, cut the head off the
The terminology I'm rhymin' in 'cause a up in Ireland
Hit ya, I'm get ya
And the bomb scripture at your Barmitzvah
Yo, map out, blast through the speakers
With a wife beater on, below, a new pair of sneakers
niggaz hang on the sidewalk, that's where I learned my fly talk
Pimp and how to sky walk
Moderatin' how we establish the whole
The way we honor it, you'll never it
See how we wreck, has a global effect, on even Polish
Young and down to the old and feeble
Peep them, Czechoslovakian to niggaz
Be all my bounce so don't be botherin', niggaz
So now you should feel the cathedralish bounce
Put one in stomach leave you in a fetalish crouch, nigga
My vernacular is
Strategic plans'll have you lookin' wacker a postal office massacre
Is that so? Make moves just a fatso
in a Minivan Astro after my gat blow

Aiyyo, get up, get up, get
up, light up, and smoke that 'dro
Bitch shake yo' hips and bounce slow
Niggaz rep yo' hood, I'm with
All my niggaz if you me
Yea, I see you,
All my bitches, if with me
Yea, I see you,

Yea, my whole entire state deeper
Than astronomy and mathematics Galileo
you niggaz like mashed potato
Back when niggaz used to rock and Clarks
I used to watch, little niggaz shouldn't hustle nickel in the park
Barrels the brighter flame in the dark
Blood spill stain on the street, that's how niggaz be they mark
Fuckin' with who love Bailey's
Monopolize and quickly get other money fuckin' Israelis
So how we be symbolic to a handful of niggaz
That be all on the same wallet
Them type niggaz that be conspirin' and
happens, gun clap for you in a gift wrappin'
You should how the style switch up
Like a group of religious niggaz schemin' to kill ArchBishop
You big pussy actin' all hard
me Atheist, because I don't believe in you, God
It's like a grand feast the bounce of the century
I tote the recipe for any type of discrepancy
Busta Rhymes the great renaissance and architect
Like how a Brunelleschi portrait is so hard to get
We got the obscure for the street
Nevertheless, we split your head and chest, now rock to the beat
Yo, we got the obscure for the street
Nevertheless, we split your and your chest, now rock to the beat

Aiyyo, get up, get up, get
up, light up, and smoke that 'dro
Bitch shake yo' and bounce real slow
Niggaz rep yo' hood, I'm with
All my niggaz if you me
Yea, I see you,
All my bitches, if with me
Yea, I see you,

at me now, c'mon
Yea, Busta Rhymes, cookin' up a brown stew chicken
Dr. Dre niggaz, yea