Luyện nghe bài hát Graffiti

Go out into the and rap to these people

I got the concrete my feet
I got shotty right to my body
I got the hood notes so street get float on
I got the back style, watch out what i'm typin

Noise, noise, noise,

To summarize a lick at the man the stick
Come strategy fight act like new
Pieces can deep of the way
Why g sonnies dis it
We latitude sway we the prey
He swings the whole in original
steelo's weak soul scream and a whisper
Blow the house over black people grow

We

Noise, noise, noise,

I got the buck wild style that you get hyper
I got the knowledge of god, all in my cipher
I got the new york hip hop so it on and on
Lose my mind, pen and paper then the is not
held down well so you can't touch it
When i discharge fools for peace
Beats all on my back it's just like in brooklyn
So i vibrate and em off like fleas
Electromatic radiation, waves
frequency
Here in n.y.c we get
Raps and peas, street smarts, no degrees
Too degrees the freeze not fakin
snakes are bacon, honeys hips are shakin
It ain't no joke so get boys

This i rule what we do

We

Noise, noise, noise,

I got the power for four hours
I got the love pump, don't front
I got the fly joints pat, like that, like
I got the slow motion got my float, got my

I get sly when i the positive vibe, uh
The seven gets eleven when i'm filled the vibes
Now i'm flyin through the seventh dimension
As i travel uptown to get a of the action
Then i'm maxin with the facts men
As we relax to a black flick and third vision
My movements is precision, supreme
Indeed i'm true and livin i'm givin

Noise, noise, noise,

Brothers with the blowouts your envelopes
Stamp it, amp it, raise your blade
downtown in the land of crooks
My say books, i say sneaks and name buckles
Pigs say boy, shit, i just chuckles
alley
Walkin by them fronts my jip in the flatty
Everthing cherry cause george just stole a
Who dex was the question next
Dre

Then he sipped his
Then he his vex, display the context
Beep code, street clothes and all the candy
microphone, heater the chrome jammy
My family consists one
Comrades, ghetto streets, more gods than
The seven twos eleven death toy
Now you understand i'm talking about
Now you what my walk is about
Now you understand what new is about
We

Noise, noise, noise,

It's

Noise, noise, noise,

They keep lying together like on the can
No outsiders ever,