Luyện nghe bài hát Conflict

[Green
I want it all no
Queens terrorism, at his best when I wear my and
Desert Eagle, for protection
Interceptin, your collection, I'm makin section
listen, I brake ya ass into submission
Professionalist, specializin in
wit a twist, another nigga miss
Gone in the abyss, fuckin wit the
Scratch him off the
Automatic trey pound in my fist, get ya wig split
Green Eyes rise, Flushing, Queens, 'Lanz
Wise got shine, forever
Gats forever held tightly, this fight be (don't us lightly)

Now stoned be the way walk, reppin New York
For outlinin criminal bodies wit white
these streets, I'm playin for keeps, avoidin the beast
To play the cemetery body, capisce
The hashish, me unleash, six through his dome piece
And that's to say the least
But quote for quote, dough choke throats like inhale smoke
Forever ready like nine volt,
Lost casualties, ricochet through ya
Another tragedy, wit my cause catastrophe
From Queens them call me ya majesty
Drama has to be, my days, from outta, puff lies
These roller somethin, before my shots'll start pumpin

[Phenom
6-3 Thug, blow a nigga like
Some say my lifestyle, need to be
and foul, 210 pound
Take plate, who hold the weight now
Leave you hear, bouncin the whip, I'm crystal
All out, bent in the streets wit my pistol
My rhyme noters, rippin ya meat, for beef I hold it
Fuckin wit the wrong cat, to gats black
Phenom never suffer set back, I blast off like a jet pack
To crack the barrel, Pacino over dowel
Just get a title, find ya life in the saddle
Knowin half the battle was just a soldier story
And fuckin wit niggas you asset to all for me
Spotted the code, with five seconds to
Escape wit the scroll, my gun ho
Five hundred mellows, serafino
Ropin casinos, but a man, wit gun totin, chico
organize extortion like The Godfather sequel
To open eyes to all that peoples
Mainly to do, shittin where I'm through
Fuck's not given when I'm through
Who is you? I can see fast and past ya faggot attitude

Kiz]
Off top, the Remi had me bent and shit
Drunk like a Mexican, wit ya Fam wit Smith and Wesson's
Rip, heavy wit shine, flexin
Spot lock for possession, welcome to the world
Taught 'em why I hate this (We a fuck who it is)
Stop the bullshit, I you get hit, by Psycho Kiz
to the year I quit, nothin happenin
Fuck the yappin, and clappin
All savages movin backwards, splittin they wigs
'em, shootin 'em, red rum for everyone
Fuck a key, Queens niggas move in
The real number ones, for the chest, ice fish on the run

[Royal
My desert a high rise, fuckin wit these wise guys
Can you recognize, Desert Storm, Enterprise
Smile like Einstein, jury drip, guns
You want mine, gotta fight this all in one time
Plus ya override, bustin straight, you the sky
I know you while I'm lookin at the devil inside
dice like my weapon, hold the four and a five
And a cold and hard I was born from the start
Here to play a part, smokin weed and the dark
And watchin out for NARCS, Flush and entourage in
And surround the espionage, we all large