Luyện nghe bài hát Hiding Place

Where you gonna

Where you gonna
Dog, Jay Dee
Where you hide?

Where you gonna

Another little brother
Sending out across the nation

I'm a hell of a problem, has the answer
Pooh be spreading out, like a body of
My stanza, get it like a car, (vroom)
Usher in the new era, this y'all (this y'all)
I'm raw down, no minerals
A emcee, no chemicals
No
A criminal before the rape charge
I, shake and bake, terror to your squad
My, ferocious
I'm so
I pray to God that the world knows
No one exposes flaws in your dog
Me and go hard, my Lord
You want know problems (problems)
I'm a that'll solve 'em (solve 'em)
a doubt, ya
I'm in the booth, cold niggaz out
Tell my tales by of mouth
Ya, you me

(Hook)
you gonna hide?
When the sun goes down, and the lights in the get low
Where you gonna
When your peeps aint around, and there no place to go
Where you gonna
the hood starts watchin, and the boys got they eye on your safe
Where you hide?
Aint nowhere to run, and there no hiding place

compare me to jokes
I'll strangle the air in throat
Like you jump from a chair and
In from a rope
Got a big gun and carry a
The flair of the
Keep niggaz quiet like words that librarians
I'm arrogant,
your face out, and shake out the dandruff
The jakes make out the handprints
I'm as real as it gets, with the and the clips
Bark and make niggaz duck, and and do splits

It gets no realer this
Its Tay and Elzhi that definitive shit
This should have been a double album disc
Cause might need us
And in your town, no telling you might see us
My whole team coming through in tees and beaters
Out, doin their thing like beavers
Yo, its P to the H-O, I the job
Plus my Dominican
me chili con queso

Work and plan a perfect
Then like a person
that jerked from a circus
landed to the earth
Its me on the song, featured your
is strong
It's a gypsy a palm
with a heater
Never of the wrong reefer
A bong chief, of the don
As long as the bronze is sneakers
Got ways of a thuggie, thinking I wont and get you
Dressed like a gun pistols, and AK's in a bundle

And Tay is blazing it lovely, cause I'm one with the
So I sat back, chilled, dropped Foreign
And a lot of rap niggaz got
Heard Phontigga carrying and assumed he don got soft
They understand it was my next direction
So I'm playing postman and addressing
Like, yes I'm still a LB, no I'm not
No I don't eat meat, but yes I'm beefin
But all these wack putting records out
This is all nigga, check it out
Lb, S bill a fam on a
And I ain't worried about people "Minstrel Show"
they teething on "The Listening"

you gonna hide?
When the sun goes down, and the in the city get low
Where you gonna
When peeps aint around, and there aint no place to go
Where you hide?
When the hood starts watchin, and the boys got they eyes on your
you gonna hide?
Aint nowhere to run, and there aint no hiding