Luyện nghe bài hát Chill

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

Yea, team select, collect, G's connect
Thieves nigga direct the to the smoke fest
take a toke?
Yes, the zone I'm in
I'm like nigga, fuck it call me Napoleon
Wave the torch, cut the head off the
The terminology I'm rhymin' in a frenzy up in Ireland
Hit ya, I'm get ya
And drop the bomb scripture at Barmitzvah
Yo, map shit out, through the speakers
With a wife on, bushes below, a new pair of sneakers
Street niggaz on the sidewalk, that's where I learned my fly talk
Pimp and how to sky walk
Moderatin' how we the whole conglomerate
The way we it, you'll never conquer it
See how we wreck, has a global effect, on even people
Young and restless down to the old and
them, Czechoslovakian to Yugoslavian niggaz
Be all into my so don't be botherin', niggaz
So now you feel the whole cathedralish bounce
Put one in your stomach leave you in a crouch, nigga
My is spectacular
Strategic plans'll have you lookin' wacker a postal office massacre
Is that so? Make moves like a fatso
in a Minivan Astro after my gat blow

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

Yea, my whole mind state deeper
Than astronomy and mathematics like
you niggaz like mashed potato
Back niggaz used to rock Ballys and Clarks
I used to watch, niggaz shouldn't hustle nickel crack in the park
spray the brighter flame in the dark
Blood spill stain on the street, that's how be leavin they mark
Fuckin' diplomats who love Bailey's
Monopolize and quickly get money fuckin' with Israelis
So solid how we be to a handful of niggaz
be all schemin' on the same wallet
Them type niggaz that be and kidnappin'
Shit happens, gun clap for you in a gift
You should follow how the switch up
Like a group of religious niggaz schemin' to kill ArchBishop
You big nigga actin' all hard
Call me Atheist, because I believe in you, God
It's a grand feast celebratin' the bounce of the century
I tote the recipe quick for any of discrepancy
Busta Rhymes the great artist and architect
Like how a Filippo Brunelleschi portrait is so to get
We got the shit for the street
Nevertheless, we split your head and your chest, now to the beat
Yo, we got the obscure for the street
Nevertheless, we split your head and your chest, now to the beat

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

Holla at me now,
Yea, Busta Rhymes, up a little brown stew chicken
Dr. Dre niggaz, yea