Luyện nghe bài hát Hiding Place

Where you gonna

Where you hide?
Dog, Jay Dee
Where you gonna

Where you hide?

Another little brother
Sending out across the nation

I'm a of a problem, nobody has the answer
Pooh be spreading out, like a body of
My stanza, get it like a car, (vroom)
Usher in the new era, like y'all (this y'all)
I'm raw strip down, no
A emcee, no chemicals
No
A criminal before the rape charge
I, and bake, bring terror to your squad
My, peers
I'm so
I to God that the world knows this
No one exposes flaws in scheme dog
Me and Dilla go hard, my
You don't want know (problems)
I'm a nigga that'll 'em (solve 'em)
a doubt, ya
I'm in the booth, cold niggaz out
my tales by word of mouth
Ya, you me

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

Don't me to jokes
I'll strangle the air in your
Like you jump a chair and choke
In mid-air a rope
Got a big gun and a scope
The flair of the
Keep niggaz quiet like words librarians spoke
I'm arrogant,
Blow your out, and shake out the dandruff
The jakes wont make out the
I'm as real as it gets, with the steel and the
and make niggaz duck, and kneel and do splits

It gets no than this
Its Tay and dropping that definitive shit
This should have been a double album commemorative
Cause hip-hop need us
And in your town, no telling you might see us
My whole team coming through in and wife beaters
Out, doin their damn like beavers
Yo, its P to the H-O, I the job
Plus my Broad
Making me chili con

and plan a perfect verse
Then like a person
that jerked from a cannon
Then to the earth
Its me on the song, featured fleet
Breathing is
It's a gypsy a palm
with a drawn
Never gone of the wrong
A bong chief, of the don
As long as the bronze is bronze
Got ways of a thuggie, thinking I wont and get you
Dressed like a gun with pistols, and AK's in a

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

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