Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Starr - Battle

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

I to guzzle 40's, and own a beat up caddy
Since the hood still love me, turn the heat up daddy
I went from mackin fly on the train
To straight relaxin on the beach, money gettin brain
Soon as you rappers get a chance you floss a lot
You buy a iced out watch because it a lot
you in the club, stylin with dough
Profilin with hoes that we boned, a ago
You rookies haven't done laps around the track
You had one hot single, but then your album wack
Son you bore me your war stories
You ain't do that shit, so that's just more stories
How you expect us to you seriously?
The in my eye punk, has got you scared of me
I'm blastin your sons, I'm your funds
You catch a royal ass-whoopin, 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 bout to slap rappers and bruise the game"*}
"what.. what? " {*scratch: "you battle me? "*}
"yo man.." "how much you got? "

Bitch you don't even know, the half me
I bring it straight to your chest, ask your about me
I'm just a little bit older, plus a whole lot
I might advise ya, or I pulverize ya
I can any city, get respect 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 ain't romance but you'll get swept off your feet
I keeps a ghetto chick, that loves to blast and she peddle
fake moves, I get her to settle shit
You can't to the status right here
Legendary worldwide, we can battle right
junior, i'ma tear back your wig
This ain't tv but show you what a "fear factor" is
grillin me, and all that frontin is killin me
You me no choice but to hurt your feelings g