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

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

Walk through toughest pack of goons with my chain out
Kept it real ever since the jam came out
'First Family' this whole rap game out
Sheisty tryin' to wipe my name out

But they don't around '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 they out
And keep on dubbin' I break a fucking spring out

Handle ur bizness, can't get 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 stick up
(We're back)
I'm hopin' your focused 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 that since rocked some hardcore
You listen, see gee, I'm on a mission, look be
They gonna find your ass

since me and Fame came, we maintained
A strange, but a strong
(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 stash 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

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

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

M.O.P. tapes make earthquakes and cause
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 niggaz gunnin' me
(This few, to shoot)
Squad, draw blood on the enemy at point-blank range
Deliverin' the penalty, ain't nothing but the thugs slangin' out slugs

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