Luyện nghe bài hát Donu2019t Believe the Hype

Caught you lookin' for the same
It's a new thing, out this I bring
Uh Oh the below the level
'Cause I'm livin' low to the bass, c'mon
up the radio
They claim I'm a criminal
By now I how
Some people never
The could be their friend, guardian
I'm not a
I the party and
Clear all the madness, I'm not a
Preach to to all
some they never had this
Number one, not to run
the gun
I wasn't licensed to one
The minute they see me, me
I'm the epitome, a public
Used, without clues
I refused to a fuse
even had it on the news
Don't believe the

Yes
Was the start of my jam
So here it is again, def jam
But since I you all a little something
we knew you lacked
They still consider me a new
All the you can hang 'em
I'll hold the
But they to the pope
And pray it dope
The of Farrakhan
Don't tell me that you
Until you the man
The book of the new rap game
treat me like Coltrane, insane
Yes to them, but to me I'm a different
brothers of the same mind, unblind
Caught in the and
Not
I rhyme for the sake of of riddlin'
claim that I'm a smuggler
Some say I never of 'ya
A rap burglar, false
We need it do we?
It's fake what it be to 'ya, dig me?
Don't the hype

Don't believe the hype, its a
As an equal, can I get this to you
My 98's boomin' a trunk of funk
All the jealous can't stop the dunk
Comin' the school of hard knocks
perpetrate, they drink Clorox
Attack the black, 'cause I know lack exact
The cold facts, and still try to Xerox
of the new school, uncool
Never played the fool, just the rules
there's a need to get alarmed
Again I I was a timebomb
In the daytime the radio's of me
'Cause I'm mad, plus I'm the
They can't and play with me in primetime
'Cause I the time, plus I'm gettin' mine
I get on the mix in the night
They know I'm livin' right, so here go the mike,
I let it go, don't rush my show
You try to and grab and get elbowed
Word to herb, yo if you can't this
Just a bit of the taste of the bass for you
As you get up and at the LQ
When some deny it, if I swing bolos
they clear the lane I go solo
The meaning of all of
Some media is the
You believe it's true, it me through the roof
Suckers, get me a shovel
Some I know are damn devils
For them I say believe the hype
Yo Chuck, must be on a pipe, right?
pens and pads I'll snatch
'Cause had it
I'm not an addict for static
I'll see their tape and grab it
No, you have it back silly rabbit
I'm going' to my media
Allen, I gotta ask him
Yo Harry, a writer, are we that type?
Don't believe the
I got flavor and all things you know
Yeah boy, part two bum rush and
Yo Griff, get the black red and
Gold down countdown to
88 you wait the S1Ws
Rock the hard jams, treat it a seminar
the bourgeois, and rock the boulevard
Some sau I'm
But not positive
But what I got to
The says this