Luyện nghe bài hát Hiding Place

Where you gonna

Where you gonna
Dog, Jay Dee
Where you hide?

Where you gonna

Another little presentation
Sending out across the nation

I'm a hell of a problem, nobody has the
Pooh be spreading out, like a body of
My stanza, get it going a car, (vroom)
in the new era, like this y'all (this y'all)
I'm raw down, no minerals
A emcee, no chemicals
No
A smooth criminal before the charge
I, shake and bake, terror to your squad
My, peers
I'm so
I pray to God the world knows this
No one flaws in your scheme dog
Me and Dilla go hard, my
You don't want 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 word of
Ya, you me

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

Don't me to jokes
I'll the air in your throat
you jump from a chair and choke
In from a rope
Got a big gun and a scope
The of the smoke
Keep niggaz quiet like that librarians spoke
I'm arrogant,
Blow your out, and shake out the dandruff
The jakes wont out the handprints
I'm as real as it gets, with the and the clips
Bark and make duck, and kneel and do splits

It no realer than this
Its Tay and dropping that definitive shit
This should have a double album commemorative disc
Cause hip-hop might us
And in town, no telling where 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

Work and a perfect verse
Then burst like a
that jerked from a circus
landed to the earth
Its me on the song, your fleet
is strong
It's a reading a palm
a drawn heater
Never gone of the wrong
A bong chief, of the don
As long as the is bronze sneakers
Got of a thuggie, thinking I wont come 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, Foreign Exchange
And a lot of rap got lost
Heard Phontigga tunes and assumed he don got soft
They understand it was my next direction
So I'm playing postman and questions
Like, yes I'm still a LB, no I'm not
No I eat meat, but yes I'm still beefin
But all these wack niggaz records out
This is all live nigga, it out
Lb, S a fam on a mission
And I ain't worried about people "Minstrel Show"
they still on "The Listening"

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