Luyện nghe bài hát Go for Yours

It be the B.T.J's, wit' for all
We be on wit' the joints
'Cause we takin' no
So go for mine
(So son, go for yours)
Yo, I'ma go for
(So son, go for yours)

My crew be in the mix, name brand kicks
The kids that only deal wit' type of nonsense
You can't get wit', D.K.S. evident
Adolescence, the supreme court, in any, every, meant

The time was approximately
When the D me and told me
We must be lyrically the best that he
The K N O C K and S and K, it's
away, the B.T.J., it be they

I'ma hold it down, sounds
clowns, walk the trey pound
Now in the underground, B.T.J. entered
Remember, the S last like December
Once shit cock it's time to like the Monsta
In reality, B.T.J., is lyrically responsible for all

My lyrics oppose a to the best M.C. yet
And appears nightmares for who slept
Also the biters, claimin' writers
need to think about what they talk about

When you exposin' your dirt, that's when you out
Dwellin' in the PJ's, all day out wit' nothin' to do
rebellin' niggas is mad, 'cause I'm tellin' the truth
Hittin' yo wit' mind craftin', to molecular cord graphin'

It be the B.T.J's, wit' for all
We be on wit' the joints
we takin' no fall
So I'ma go for
(So son, go for yours)
Yo go for mine
(So son, go for yours)

It be the B.T.J's, wit' for all
We be on point wit' the
'Cause we takin' no
So I'ma go for
(So son, go for yours)
Yo I'ma go for
(So son, go for yours)

one day it was me and the D
Walkin' down the street, some stepped to me
Said are you R U T I Z?
He I heard you nice on the muthafuckin' M I C
Battle me, battle here and let's see

So we kicked a verse that hurt
So I hit 'em worst to let him know I play those games
Save 'em for the jerks, D. said, "Son, let me get some"
I said, "No, 'cause he's a victim and he in my premises
You know when I my book wit' my lyrics I'm endin' this"
(No question)

All this shit he in my ears
Fuckin' ejected, he can't hang my style
Look now, man fillin' it, back to like what I was sayin'
I extortin', I'm not playin'

You want Lil Knock? I come on your
Cock and start sprayin', lyrics
So don't what you can't finish
'Cause I will be sure to end you created

you can't function
Physically you dead the push of this button
Explosion be corruptin', from the expert of
I met Lil at the junction
He was talkin' about walkin', to the tree

We the L to New Rox, we got stopped by two cops
Talkin' "Where the two glocks?"
We doo wops how was I to Man, it's too hot
And I'm cold, so let me go, I hold
Whoever you, that I do la?

Lil' Sha, a do or die
Nigga die because of what they do, I do what I do my crew
Po-po was hype, was like, "You bite, stick wit the mic device"
Drivin' off, said, "Have a good night", I might
And all shit I said was a psych'

So who's the that give nightmares to those who slept?
(D.K.S.)
Constantly flown finesse
(D.K.S.)
Puttin' all comp' to
(D.K.S.)
Be the best so you contest