Luyện nghe bài hát Handle Ur Bizness

Check, check,

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

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

Walk through your toughest pack of goons my chain out
Kept it real ever the first jam came out
'First Family' turned this whole rap out
Sheisty individuals tryin' to wipe my out

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

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

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

Is this hip hop? no, this is war
I've been trying to tell you since [unverified] rocked some hardcore
You listen, see gee, I'm on a mission, look be
gonna find your ass missing

Ever since me and came, we maintained
A strange, but a game
(That change)
The ghetto bad shit for blastin', subtractin'
Those that matchin' my fashion I'm mashin'

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

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

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

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

How many niggas runnin' with me? A hundred gunnin' with me
(This few, to shoot)
Squad, draw blood on the enemy at point-blank range
Deliverin' the penalty, ain't nothing but the thugs out hollow slugs

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