Luyện nghe bài hát Echo

I mean Nas is one of the greatest, can we get a
Woo, cheers!
I the echo of life is the echo of love
And the echo of love is the echo above
And some people don't even really what they doin', Goddamn
I mean, can you this, can you feel the vibe
Can you feel the
The that we on, the zone that we own
I the zone that we own is the zone of our own
Goddamn, you can the cologne
Fly shit, fly, fresh, yeah
Came back, goddamn, double breast,
The suit, that is, the suit, is
I'm tryin' to make a building for the kids is
I'm echo (Echo, echo)
Do the love,
back like the Michael Jackson glove
Yeah, we just shinin', we just
the track, just to remind it, yeah
From to BX to Queens
back, man, we say "Who next?" Yeah, yeah, yeah
Toast to the kings,
Toast to the up in here, yeah
The main that's a poison
So many may get poisoned
Man, the life can be
You can crazy, bring your boys in

Throwin' piss out the at police
Chasin' niggas with
There was never no
ass was enormous
I was indeed, think about her sexually
Knew a of Radio Raheems, rest in peace
Four finger rings, big as knuckles
Haters by, try to stab you if they hug you
on the fourth floor hollering every evening
'Til she planned up, wasn't it that evening
He was beating her, she ain't it that evening
One shot to the neck and the jugular, now he
She beat the case, but the kid suffer
I'm dating a daughter, but I'm visions of a mother

nights, no project lights
Hopin' a friend don't try to rob my mom at
She hard to bring it to the table
U before we had cable
Campbell's soup before I had
Viker shoe I had the Gucci
for the karate movie
Out of sync mouth movie
to the store for a loosie
Came a way, now the same ones salute me
say it must be nice, I say it must be hate
I don't like line, that shit straight fake
Yeah, I'm the '80s, not the '90s stuff
was real in Jamaica Queens, Ronnie Bumps
Queensbridge and all that
Rowdy white boys with bats
Italians and on Ditmars
Steinway Street, all the cars

I know some niggas livin' a lie
I got some real ready to die, uh
I know some niggas livin' a lie
I got some real niggas to die

We was Times pioneers, 40 deuce, 40-below boots
40 ounce brew the true Bishop Juice
Runnin' wild, loose, me and my 40 troops were
Style, it was coats, Polo gooses, ruthless
Goons and wolves,
from everywhere
They was to jump us for pumpin'
True story, my youngins, I'm a thuggish Fredly Douglas
Military persona, yeah, I'm livin' honor
To my who servin' 40 while I'm in my 40s
I'm a walkin' observatory, a murder story since a
On this journey 'til I'm A Weekend at
Burnin' herb, frames hang on my head
30 years ago, memories never left
Special memories, my nigga, that we'll never
For some we isolate that feelin'
I change a damn thing for a billion

I some fake niggas livin' a lie
I got real niggas ready to die, uh
I know some niggas livin' a lie
I got some real niggas to die

Research me, you'll see I was playin'
I'm who babies are talkin' to and you don't know what they
I'm who communicate with
The code of a nigga who don't or say shit
A dollar stay in the 18 hours
In white hoods it stays for days, why it stay up in ours?
I'm talkin' black power, talkin' that white power
I'm talkin' that Latin power, we go for ours
United, yeah, I'm talking
States of America now at war with the
Isis a out in Egypt, look how they got us
Damn, damn, God, how they got us
Isis ain't even the original name of the black
They all twisted it up, now it's a of some group
motherfuckers

I'ma put this drink down and get the fuck here
'Cause I'm livin' my
Shout out to all my niggas out there livin' dream
up, go live