Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Starr - Battle

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

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

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

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