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 echo of love is the from above
And some 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 that we on, the zone we own
I mean the zone we own is the zone of our own
Goddamn, you can smell the
Fly shit, fly, fresh, yeah
Came back, goddamn, breast, yeah
The suit, that is, the suit, 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 remind it,
Newark to BX to Queens
Came back, man, we say "Who next?" Yeah, yeah,
Toast to the kings,
Toast to the queens up in here,
The main that's a poison
So people may get poisoned
Man, the can be poison
You can talk crazy, your boys in

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

nights, no project lights
Hopin' a don't try to rob my mom at night
She work hard to it to the table
Channel U we had cable
Campbell's soup I had sushi
Viker shoe I had the Gucci
for the karate movie
Out of mouth movin' movie
Sent to the store for a
a long way, now the same ones salute me
Haters say it must be nice, I say it must be
I don't like line, that shit straight fake
Yeah, I'm talkin' the '80s, not the '90s
Time was in Jamaica Queens, Ronnie Bumps
kings and all that
Rowdy white with baseball bats
Italians and on Ditmars
Steinway Street, all the slick

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

We was Times pioneers, 40 deuce, 40-below boots
40 brew the true Bishop from Juice
wild, loose, me and my 40 troops were stupid
Style, it was coats, Polo gooses, ruthless
and wolves, bail-jumpers
Everybody from
was tryin' to jump us for pumpin'
True story, my youngins, I'm a thuggish Fredly 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 story since a
On this 'til I'm A Weekend at Berniesdead
Burnin' herb, Porsche frames hang on my
30 ago, memories they never left
Special memories, my nigga, that never forget
For some reason we that feelin'
I wouldn't change a damn for a billion

I know some fake 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

me, you'll see I was never playin'
I'm who babies are talkin' to and you don't know they sayin'
I'm who they communicate
The code of a nigga who don't or say shit
A stay in the hood 18 hours
In white hoods it stays for days, why it never stay up in
I'm talkin' that black power, talkin' that white
I'm talkin' that Latin power, we gotta go for
United, yeah, I'm United
States of now at war with the ISIS
Isis a Goddess out in Egypt, look how got us
Damn, damn, God, how they got us
ain't 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
'Cause I'm livin' my
Shout out to all my niggas out there your dream
Word up, go