Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Starr - Battle

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

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

{*scratched: "i'm bout to slap rappers 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 even know, the half me
I bring it straight to chest, ask your staff about me
I'm just a little bit older, a whole lot wiser
I might advise ya, or I might 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 my weapon in reach
I ain't talkin but you'll get swept off your feet
I keeps a ghetto chick, loves to blast and she peddle shit
Groupies moves, I get her to settle shit
You compare to the status right here
Legendary worldwide, we can battle here
Listen junior, i'ma back your wig
This ain't tv but I'll you what a "fear factor" is
Stop grillin me, and all that frontin is me
You leave me no choice but to hurt your g