Luyện nghe bài hát Echo

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

Throwin' piss out the at police
Chasin' niggas with
was never no peace
Judy's ass was
I was fresh indeed, think her sexually
Knew a bunch of Radio Raheems, rest in
finger rings, big as brass knuckles
Haters walk by, try to stab you if hug you
Lady on the fourth hollering every evening
'Til she planned up, wasn't having it evening
He was beating her, she have it that evening
One to the neck and the jugular, now he bleeding
She beat the case, but the kid suffer
I'm dating a daughter, but I'm having of a mother

Project nights, no lights
Hopin' a friend try to rob my mom at night
She work hard to it to the table
Channel U we had cable
Campbell's soup before I had
Viker shoe before I had the
40deuce for the movie
Out of sync mouth movie
Sent to the for a loosie
Came a way, now the same ones salute me
Haters say it must be nice, I say it must be
I like that line, that shit straight fake
Yeah, I'm talkin' the '80s, not the '90s
was real in Jamaica Queens, Ronnie Bumps
Queensbridge kings and all
Rowdy white boys baseball bats
and greeks on Ditmars
Steinway Street, all the cars

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

We was Times Square pioneers, 40 deuce, 40-below
40 ounce brew the true from Juice
Runnin' wild, loose, me and my 40 were stupid
Style, it was coats, Polo gooses, ruthless
Goons and wolves,
Everybody from
They was tryin' to us for pumpin'
True story, my youngins, I'm a deadly thuggish Douglas
persona, yeah, I'm livin' with honor
To my niggas who servin' 40 I'm in my 40s
I'm a walkin' observatory, a murder since a shorty
On this journey 'til I'm A Weekend at
Burnin' herb, Porsche frames on my head
30 years ago, memories they left
memories, my nigga, that we'll never forget
For reason we isolate that feelin'
I wouldn't change a thing for a billion

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

Research me, see I was never playin'
I'm who babies are talkin' to and you don't know they sayin'
I'm who communicate with
The code of a nigga who tell or say shit
A stay in the hood 18 hours
In white hoods it stays for days, why it stay up in ours?
I'm talkin' that black power, talkin' that power
I'm that Latin power, we gotta go for ours
United, yeah, I'm United
States of now at war with the ISIS
Isis a Goddess out in Egypt, how they got us
Damn, damn, God, how they got us
Isis even the original name of the black Goddess
They all twisted it up, now it's a name of some
Deadly

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