Luyện nghe bài hát Halftime

Check me out y'all, Nasty Nas in area
About to cause hysteria

Before a blunt, I take out my
Then I start to front, matter of fact, I be on a
You catch me in the streets without a ton of reefer
like Malcolm X catching the Jungle Fever
King poetic, too flavor, I'm major
Atlanta and braver, I pull a number like a
Cause I'm am ace I face the bass
40 side is the place that is giving me
Now wait, another dose and you might be
And I'm a Nike head, I wear chains that the feds
And a damn thing gonna change
I'm a perform a strange show the mic wonder was the game?
Nas, why did you do it
You know you got the mad fat fluid you rhyme, it's halftime

halftime

It's like that, you know like that
I got at him, now you never get the mic
When I attack, there ain't an that could strike back
So I react never calmly on a track
I set it off wit my own
Cause I'm as ill as a convict who kills for time
I'm max cassettes, I flex like sex
In your stereo sets, Nas catch wreck
I used to hustle, now all I do is relax and
I was young, I was a fan of the Jackson 5
I jewels, wear jewels to never run it
Wit more than a baby in a mother's stomach
Nas has to rise, kid, surprise
This is exercise til the dies
in '83, I was an MC sparking
But I was too to grab the mic's in the park and
Kick my little raps I thought niggas wouldn't understand
And now in every jam I'm the man
I rap in front of more niggas than in the ships
I used to watch C.H.I.P.S, now I load clips
I got to have it, I Mr Magic
Versatile, my style switches like a
But not a bisexual, I'm an
Of rap, I'm a and that's no question, yo
These are the of the man, you can't near it, understand
'cause in the streets, I'm well known like the man
In my place wit the and format
Explore rap and me Nas ain't all that
And time I rhyme, I be fouled whenever I freestyle
I see niggas say I'm wow
I hate a rhyme rhyme
Stay tuned, Nas, soon the real rap at halftime

halftime

I got it going on, even flip 'em on this
afternoon, I kick half the tune
And in the darkness, I'm heartless like when the hit
Word to Marcus or heartless Sparkton
when I blast the herb, that's my word
I be slaying them fast, doing this, that in the
But chill, past the entree and lay
I bag bitches up at Jay and hit a matinee
hits on 5-0
Cause when it's my time to go, I for God wit the fo-fo
And can't come near
And yo, go to to the foul cop who shot Garcia
I won't seeds, don't need an extra mouth I can't feed
That's extra Phillie change, more for that weed
This out to Manhattan, the island of Staten
Brooklyn, Queens is fat and
The Boogie Down, enough props, enough
will, rest in peace, yo, I'm out

It's halftime