Luyện nghe bài hát Go for Yours

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, I'ma go for
(So son, go for yours)

My crew be in the mix, like brand kicks
The kids that only deal that type of nonsense
You get wit', D.K.S. self evident
Adolescence, the supreme court, in any, every, meant

The time was 11:43
When the D me and told me
We must be lyrically the that he says
The K N O C K and S and K, spray
away, the B.T.J., it be they

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

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

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

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

It be the B.T.J's, lyrics 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)

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 said I you nice on the muthafuckin' M I C
Battle me, battle right and let's see

So we kicked a verse didn't 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 probably in my
You know I open my book wit' my lyrics I'm endin' this"
(No question)

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

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

Mentally you function
Physically you dead wit' the push of this
be corruptin', from the expert of execution
I met Lil at the junction
He was talkin' walkin', to the tree spot

We the L to New Rox, we got stopped by two cops
Talkin' "Where the two glocks?"
We doo how was I to glocks? Man, it's too hot
And I'm cold, so let me go, I never
told 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 that I said was a psych'

So who's the crew that give nightmares to who slept?
(D.K.S.)
flown wit' finesse
(D.K.S.)
Puttin' all comp' to
(D.K.S.)
Be the so you can't contest