Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Starr - Battle

{*scratched: "what? you wanna me? "*}
{*scratched: "yo man, how much you got? "*}
"what? you wanna battle me? "*}
{*scratched: "yo man, how much you got? "*}

I used to guzzle 40's, and own a up caddy
Since the hood still me, I'll turn the heat up daddy
I went from mackin fly honies on the
To straight relaxin on the beach, countin gettin brain
Soon as you rappers get a you wanna floss a lot
You buy a iced out watch because it a lot
Then you in the club, with dough
Profilin hoes that we boned, a while ago
You rookies haven't enough laps around the track
You had one hot single, but then your album sounds
Son you bore me with your war
You ain't even do that shit, so just more stories
How you expect us to take you
The look in my eye punk, has got you of me
I'm your sons, I'm snatchin your funds
You a royal ass-whoopin, you've been askin for one

{*scratched: "i'm bout to slap around and bruise the game"*}
"what.. what? " {*scratch: "we to the end"*}
"yo man.." "you the drill"
{*scratched: "i'm to slap rappers around and bruise the game"*}
"what.. " {*scratch: "you wanna battle me? "*}
"yo man.." "how much you got? "

Bitch you don't even know, the about me
I bring it straight to chest, ask your staff about me
I'm just a little bit older, plus a whole lot
I might ya, or I might pulverize ya
I can visit any city, get in the street
While you alone in your room, shook to of the streets
I'll take a second to speak, I keep my weapon in
I talkin romance but you'll get swept off your feet
I keeps a ghetto chick, that loves to blast and she shit
fake moves, I get her to settle shit
You can't compare to the right here
Legendary worldwide, we can battle here
Listen junior, i'ma tear your wig
This ain't tv but show you what a "fear factor" is
Stop grillin me, and all frontin is killin me
You leave me no choice but to hurt your g