Luyện nghe bài hát Echo

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

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

Project nights, no lights
Hopin' a friend try to rob my mom at night
She hard to bring it to the table
Channel U we had cable
Campbell's before I had sushi
Viker shoe I had the Gucci
40deuce for the karate
Out of sync mouth movie
to the store for a loosie
Came a long way, now the 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 stuff
was real in Jamaica Queens, Ronnie Bumps
Queensbridge and all that
Rowdy white boys baseball bats
Italians and on Ditmars
Steinway Street, all the cars

I some fake niggas livin' a lie
I got some real niggas to die, uh
I know some fake niggas a lie
I got some real ready 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 were stupid
Style, it was snorkel coats, gooses, ruthless
Goons and wolves,
from everywhere
They was tryin' to jump us for
True story, my youngins, I'm a deadly thuggish Douglas
Military persona, yeah, I'm with 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 I'm A Weekend at Berniesdead
Burnin' herb, Porsche hang on my head
30 years ago, memories they never
Special memories, my nigga, that we'll never
For some reason we that feelin'
I wouldn't a damn thing for a billion

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

Research me, you'll see I was playin'
I'm who babies are to and you don't know what they sayin'
I'm who they with
The code of a nigga who don't tell or say
A dollar in the hood 18 hours
In white hoods it for days, why it never 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
of America now at war with the ISIS
Isis a out in Egypt, look how they got us
Damn, damn, God, look how got us
Isis ain't even the original of the black Goddess
They all it up, now it's a name of some group
motherfuckers

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