Luyện nghe bài hát Echo

I Nas is one of the greatest, can we get a cheers?
Woo, cheers!
I mean the echo of life is the of love
And the echo of love is the echo from
And people don't even really know what they doin', Goddamn
I mean, can you feel this, can you the vibe
Can you the zone?
The that we on, the zone that we own
I mean the zone that we own is the 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 echo (Echo, echo)
Do the love,
Came back like the Michael glove
Yeah, we just shinin', we shinin'
Rewind the track, just to 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 that's a poison
So many may get poisoned
Man, the can be poison
You can talk crazy, bring your in

Throwin' piss out the at police
niggas with warrants
There was no peace
Judy's ass was
I was indeed, think about her sexually
Knew a bunch of Raheems, rest in peace
Four finger rings, big as brass
Haters walk by, try to you if they hug you
Lady on the fourth floor hollering evening
'Til she planned up, having it that evening
He was beating her, she have it that evening
One shot to the neck and the jugular, now he
She the case, but damn the kid suffer
I'm dating a daughter, but I'm having visions of a

Project nights, no lights
Hopin' a friend don't try to rob my mom at
She work to bring it to the table
U before we had cable
Campbell's soup before I had
Viker before I had the Gucci
40deuce for the movie
Out of sync mouth movin'
Sent to the for a loosie
Came a long way, now the ones salute me
Haters say it be nice, I say it must be hate
I don't that line, that shit straight fake
Yeah, I'm the '80s, not the '90s stuff
Time was real in Queens, Ronnie Bumps
kings and all that
Rowdy boys with baseball bats
Italians and greeks on
Steinway Street, all the cars

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

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

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

Research me, see I was never playin'
I'm who babies are talkin' to and you don't what they sayin'
I'm who they with
The of a nigga who don't tell 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 that black power, talkin' that white power
I'm talkin' Latin power, we gotta go for ours
United, yeah, I'm United
States of America now at war the ISIS
Isis a Goddess out in Egypt, look how got us
Damn, damn, God, look how got us
Isis ain't even the original name of the Goddess
They all twisted it up, now it's a name of group
Deadly

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