Luyện nghe bài hát Hero

QB!
Where the fuck at?
Ha! Ha! Ha!
Yeah! go!
money!

Chain gleaming, switching lanes,
him or love him for the same reason
Can't it, the game needs him
Plus the people someone to believe in

So in Son we trust
'Cause they know I'ma give 'em what they
They looking for a
I guess that makes me a

chapter of the cleanest rapper, distinguished gentleman
Crooks and castle on his Maybach-er
Exotic eye-catcher, holla at ya, call me the chiropractor
Working like Muay Thai class, could out ya

And of course I've been the boss since back
Rocking D Boy, Fila, velour in a 190 Benz
Now they shut down the stores that I'm
Used to be robbing, face covered in stocking
I'm him!

gleaming, switching lanes, two-seating
Hate him or love him for the same
Can't leave it, the needs him
the people need someone to believe in

So in Son we trust
'Cause they know I'ma give 'em what they
looking for a hero
I that makes me a hero

Rubber-grip-holder reloader, come at me I'ma rip your soldiers in
Silverback ape, mag
Young, rich and flashy, young bitch, I'm
All black so ice lay on me so classy

And every time I my lids
I can still see the borough, I can see the Bridge
I can still see the dreams my niggas ain't never lived to see
Tell angels opened the door for me

nine Berettas and moving raw
To in wine cellars, sticks and humidors
That's what I call mature, that's what I a G
That's what I call a pimp, that's what I call a gangsta to the fullest,

I'm tryin' to make cream
By every 14th, that's my dream
So I can be more as I grow yearly
I can see more clearly that's why they fear me
go!

Chain gleaming, lanes, two-seating
Hate him or love him for the reason
leave it, the game needs him
Plus the need someone to believe in

So in Son we trust
'Cause know I'ma give 'em what they want
They for a hero
I guess that me a hero

universal apartheid, I'm hog-tied, the corporate side
Blocking y'all going to stores and buying it
L.A. and **** ****** was riding wit it
But Newsweek article big wigs
They said, "Nas, you trying it?

My only see the Billboard charts as winning
Nas the only true rebel since the beginning
Still in musical prison, in for the flow
Try telling Bob Dylan, or Billy Joel
They can't sing in they soul!

So "Untitled" it is
I never changed nothin', but people remember
If Nas can't say it, think about these kids
With new ideas being told what they can and can't

I can't sit and it, so shit, I'ma drop it
it or not, you ain't gotta cop it
I'm a hustler in the studio, of Don Julio
No what the CD called I'm unbeatable y'all!
go!

Yeah, Nas, Da Don