Luyện nghe bài hát Hip Hop Saved My Life

He said: "I what I see
to make it right, don't like where I be
I'd like to make it the sights on TV
the great life, so nice and easy"
See: now you can still die that
But it's better than not alive from straps
Agreed, a notebook and a Bic
That click when pushed and a wack-ass beat
That's a track that's that he got last week
Cause everybody in the stu' was "That's that heat!"
A bass-heavy medley with a sample the 70s
With a screwed-up hook went "stack that cheese"
something something, "stack that cheese"
Mother, sister, cousin, "stack cheese"
He couldn't think of nothin', "stack cheese"
He turns down the beat, block impedes
Crying from the next room, a in need
Of some Pampers and food and place to sleep
plus a black Cadillac on Ds
Is what him on track to be a great MC

One you heard of, I
it hard to further the
Grind, might feel murder, but
Hip-Hop you saved my

North-side, so he rocks them braids
1100 on his Myspace page
"Stack That Cheese" got 700
Producer made him take it down, he had to pay
Open mic 2 weeks in a row
Ex d-Boy a b-boy flow
Glow like Leroy, you see the boy go
Got a daddy serving and a brother on the Row
Best homie in the grave, up while in the cage
Minute Maid got his working like a slave
baby-momma, who he really had to honor
Cause she was his fan, even let him use her Honda to
up to Dallas, went to open up for amateurs
Let him keep a debit card so he put gas in it
Told her when he get on he gon' take her to the
And buy everything but the mannequins, ya

One you never of, I
Push it to further the
Grind, might feel murder, but
you saved my life

His man called, said: "your time be now
They played your freestyle over 'Wipe Me
They played it 2 times, say it be crowned
As the best out the H-town in a while"
He up his son with a great big smile
Rapped every single to the newborn child
he put him down and went back to the kitchen
And put on another beat and got to the mission of
Get his out the hood, put her somewhere in the woods
Keep his lady looking good, her rolling like she should
his homies there's a way other than that flippin' yay
Bail his homie out of jail, put a on his case
Throw a concert for the school, show the shorties that cool
Throw some on the Caddy, chuck the deuce and act a fool
Man it good, when it happens like that
Two days from going to selling crack, yessir