Luyện nghe bài hát Fall Back

Yeah, check this out
G. Rap and my dog Big L
Holdin it di-down, ya

Aiyyo, I heard your single, you make a whole new song
If they that shit is hot then they told you wrong
Clown niggaz, you ain't got a at all
Big L too advanced for y'all
I make and boss all across the world
So be upset if I toss your girl
I got cheddar to blow, never get low
sweat me wherever I go
I in a GS Lex', Cartier specs
Nautica sweats the fresh Gortex
Jewels baguettes, swingin' like the Mets
Throwin' the dice and takin' all bets
bummy; sip rummy, get money
When I hit honeys you the dick in her tummy
On the le-low I see dough from to Rio
Flamboyant Records, see to the E-O -

Yo, all of weak people fall back
G. Rap and Big L, we all
Goin' back to back where brawl at
Swing and with tall bats
Leavin' big with small gats
Have 'em all fallin' the wall at
All of y'all weak people back
G. Rap and Big L, we all
back to back where they brawl at
Swing and walk with tall
Leavin' big holes with small
Have 'em all where the wall at

Yo, from the spot to the cell
Hot as blocks where shells pop
they sell rock to cop the SL drop
Hood bitches in nail shops; no good snitches that cops
find bodies in lobbies, you can smell shots
Niggaz turn stale on the until they bail drop
New York livin', got a nigga limpin'
you as a gift to the mortician
If you forfeit livin' - my is forbidden
I say it one before spittin'
Then I leave forehead drippin'
I laid low came back for more bread grippin'
More flippin'
More head from chickens, it's to turn the ape loose
Bust out the and let the gauge loose
Blow the out of your Nordface goose
It's G. Rap back with a click of brave troops
Have y'all niggaz runnin' for base like Babe Ruth
you holdin' holes in your body like you play flute
Lay you down till you get found up in the Coupe
for the takeover, give you the face makeover
The seedier row and draped over
Be on the block with the street taped over
Or comin out of deep coma, your speech slower
Corona shakedown, I'm comin' with the nickel-plate pound
To trade rounds with all you fake get down in the unsafe town
Lacin' it down, black guerilla fams kid we the crown
Ya

Yo, all of y'all weak fall back
G. Rap and Big L, we all
Goin' back to back where brawl at
Swing and walk with bats
Leavin' big holes small gats
Have 'em all fallin' where the at
All of y'all weak people back
G. Rap and Big L, we all
Goin' back to back they brawl at
Swing and with tall bats
Leavin' big with small gats
Have 'em all fallin' where the at