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, I'll the heat up daddy
I went from mackin fly honies on the
To straight on the beach, countin money gettin brain
Soon as you rappers get a chance you floss a lot
You buy a iced out because it cost a lot
Then you in the club, with dough
Profilin with that we boned, a while ago
You haven't done enough laps around the track
You had one hot single, but then your sounds wack
Son you bore me with war stories
You ain't do that shit, so that's just more stories
How you expect us to take you
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, you've been for one

{*scratched: "i'm to slap rappers 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.. " {*scratch: "you wanna battle me? "*}
"yo man.." "how much you got? "

Bitch you don't know, the half about me
I bring it straight to chest, ask your staff about me
I'm a little bit older, plus a whole lot wiser
I might advise ya, or I might ya
I can visit any city, get in the street
While you alone in your room, to death 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 shit
Groupies moves, I get her to settle shit
You compare to the status right here
worldwide, we can battle right here
Listen junior, i'ma back your wig
This tv but I'll 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