Luyện nghe bài hát Fall Back

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

Aiyyo, I heard your single, you better a whole new song
If they said that shit is hot then told you wrong
niggaz, you ain't got a chance at all
Big L Corleone too advanced for
I make moves and boss all the world
So don't be upset if I your girl
I got cheddar to blow, never get low
Bitches me wherever I go
I cruise in a GS Lex', Cartier
sweats with the fresh Gortex
Jewels with baguettes, swingin' like the
the dice and takin' all size bets
Never bummy; sip rummy, get
When I hit honeys you felt the dick in her
On the le-low I see from here to Rio
Records, see to the E-O - what?

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

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

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