Luyện nghe bài hát Handle Ur Bizness

Check, check,

Handle ur bizness, get your grip, can I get a witness?
Ghetto people, your have now been fulfilled, grip your steel
Handle ur bizness, get your grip, can I get a witness?
Ghetto people, your have now been fulfilled, back out your steel

What the rawdog feelin'? An like Terry McMillan
The cat that, maniac, my fam as death in less than a minute
(The stop spinnin')
The Rapid Firing Squad, on mix fire and loud wires
(Hard to kill)
And bombs, arms, look, we all for it
the dutch burning herbalice, gallon drinkin' alcoholics

Walk through your toughest pack of goons with my out
Kept it real ever since the first jam out
'First Family' turned whole rap game out
Sheisty individuals to wipe my name out

But they don't fuck 'cause they know I back that thing out
And try to mark 'em off the gun shots ring out
And in the Myst of black, kid I'ma try to wipe name out
And keep on till I break a fucking spring out

ur bizness, can't get your grip, can I get a witness?
Ghetto people, your dreams now been fulfilled, grip your steel
Handle ur bizness, can't get grip, can I get a witness?
Ghetto people, your dreams now been fulfilled, back out your steel

You motherfuckas raise up
(They did)
Who that? The '87 up kids
(We're back)
I'm hopin' that focused on the side
'Cause frontin' on me and my mad die

Is this hip hop? Hell no, is war
I've been trying to tell you that since [unverified] rocked hardcore
You don't listen, see gee, I'm on a mission, be
They gonna find your ass

since me and Fame came, we maintained
A strange, but a game
(That change)
The ghetto bad shit for blastin', subtractin'
that ain't matchin' my fashion I'm mashin'

(Retality's real)
Fatality's ill, when your in my path
Then your is a raw deal, get your gat
(Clap, clap, bucka bub bub bub bucka bucka)
Blow, blow, get the fuck

Handle ur bizness, get your grip, can I get a witness?
people, your dreams have now been fulfilled, grip your steel
Handle ur bizness, can't get your grip, can I get a
Ghetto people, your dreams have now been fulfilled, back out steel

mine 'cause I'm here, dog its' all clear
Rap jewels put it on my from a snare
Then the wanna The Kid who analyze this whole fucking shit?
Trying to make somethin' out of it, explode quicker land mines

M.O.P. make earthquakes and cause landslides
Bump this in Lex coupe or your Lex hoop
Danze, 'em, twenty-one gun salute
(The Crew)

How niggas runnin' with me? A hundred niggaz gunnin' with me
(This few, to shoot)
Firing Squad, draw blood on the enemy at range
Deliverin' the penalty, nothing but the thugs slangin' out hollow slugs

(Nigga)
keepin' it real
(Thug, let 'em today)
I'm known for leavin' 'em stretchin' like Doc Holliday, salute