Luyện nghe bài hát Country Cousins

Yo son, what the deal, son? really hood, son?
The word is bond, is real, shit is real
Yo son, block is dead
need to go over here and pop off real quick
Yo, I get that guap by all means
You know what I'm sayin',

Growin' up in Brooklyn,
I thought everybody talked this way
Raised on Rakim and
So I thought that everybody 'Walked Way'

We fresh, we chill, we def, we ill
It's just some things I was to say
And every Saturday
I watched cartoons a bowl of Frosted Flakes

The puberty came, started hittin' cuties with game
And the came
Started cuttin' in just class, I was all fast, I was new to game
Used to playin' on TV of video music box
Plus knew a lot of hustlas, goin' O.T., comin' back the new hip hop

Like E-40 down the yay , N.W.A. in L.A.
from the A-Town, way down in Houston, they play the UGK
I walk and talk kinda fast and thought of as a New York rhymer
But must New Yorkers got family in South and North

L.A. is Alabama
They walk and talk with a country grammar
And you think else sound country
So started callin' 'em Bamas

Down south where we buy hammers
south where we sell them drugs
Down south where is cheap
Where they to fill you with them slugs

It's nothin', I'm New York but I got country cousins
It's nothin', you connected by the slang you bustin'
it simply put? You can't rip me
When I spit for the set, everyone
underground king, nigga Pimp C free
Word up to my man Bun B,

nothin', I'm from New York but I got country cousins
It's nothin', you stay connected by the you bustin'
The things you bustin', the game you hustlin', the days cuttin'
The flame you cuffin' and the lames you snuffin', your name is

Growin' up in P.A., I knew nobody out there talked us
Nothin' but that county slang, what up, What up, cuzz?
Late you see us guzzlin' 40's, menthols, wine and weed
on the back porch, gettin' zooted, feelin' fine indeed

Listenin' to Eric Band, Rakim or
Cool C and Steady B, plus that Enemy
Not to mention N.W.A., DJ and MC Eiht
Down we listen to it all, we didn't discriminate

Then along came Boys, Raheem and the Royal Flush
Records based out in Houston, represents for us
OG style, they cars, that 4 and too much trouble
Our squad is gangsta nigga, put it for H-Town on the double

So I it's time to hustle, got down with my brother C
Put UGK and shit, the rest is history
We make by the dozen, put it down when they said we wasn't
Trust me nothin', just another day in the life for country cousins

It's nothin', I'm New York but I got country cousins
nothin', you stay connected by the slang you bustin'
Want it simply put? You rip me
When I spit for the set, everyone
I'ma king, nigga Pimp C free
up to my man Bun B, what?

It's nothin', I'm from New York but I got cousins
It's nothin', you stay connected by the you bustin'
The you bustin', the game you hustlin', the days you're cuttin'
The flame you cuffin' and the lames you snuffin', your name is

In Brooklyn, New York, I'm with Large and Marl
Back in P.A.T., man, we be the barre
I'm down with J Houston and I think it should be
But when I'm out in L.A., I fuck Ice-T

$hort Dog is my OG, we down forever
Taught me the game, lane to lane, and keep my together
don't understand by far back in the day
It was 'mazin' and my brother put me up on Star

as blacks off the news, I weighed
'Cause we isolate ourselves and give our pass away
My niggaz away in an unreal way
They depleted
I'm just tryna make sure that kids straight

I'm on the Chitalin with my mic in my hand
Shittin' on these jealous in the new world clan
I wouldn't it for nothin', only a crazy man would
I represent for the whole south, I made it just for my
The good

I got cousins, country
Like that's thicker than water, down dirty 'cross the border
I got cousins, cousins
Like blood that's thicker than water, down dirty 'cross the
In my country