Luyện nghe bài hát I Got The Power

Verse Demon
My click is in it til it's over never
Bustin over layin Elaine the cane and the Rover
to Jehovah for the nigga with the Ruger
The Don the Heron mover
You know my I bring the fo' pound to the tussle
your pit with no muzzle
So 'causeo let me blow for my niggaz
Runnin round get down like gorillas
Shorty bop the wolop, in the with the dollop
Pot full of acid, I got the mastered
Move dimes, hit addicted to gettin money
It could be a hundred degrees and never look
I'm tryin to live, somethin got to give
But everyday's the old, runnin from po-po
Mom think I'm loco, cause I sell crack and cocoa
Yo, it's the style see still the same
And when worse comes to worse, I the cane
Papi know my face, so he expect it
Runnin the gutter so he gots to accept it
Stripped his ass naked, I put a slug in him
He just another motherfucker, no love in him
I put a bug in him, never on one who never slept
I my last breath every time I hit the meth
the D to the E, M to the O N
Blowin, steady playin shotgun,
Don't you see the shorty the baseball cap
Don't make me flip with this baseball bat
Best to brace yo' gat, 'fore I brace mine, cause I lace
From yo' to yo' motherfuckin spine
Chorus: Puff
I be, that nigga yo' niggaz can't fuck wit
That nigga that yo' wanna creep wit
That that you can't get along wit
Playa hate but you wanna do a wit
That that you see in the videos
That nigga with the jewels and the jiggy
That nigga that'll die for his man
That with the gettin money gameplan
Verse Jadakiss
you heard that Bad Boys move in silence yet?
When you the peace, the mo' wild it get
I'm only sizin you from the waist up
And I ain't, no parts you can't touch with makeup
Mr. Jacob the Ladder
It don't matter clap your wake up and do a
nobody badder, the, baby Finster
I was in the playpen wai-tin for kids to
Shit I even the rich to get chips
Housekeeper disguised with the nine grip
clip in the vacumn if I slip
Room service the alarm and get the bomb
Blown the hall pearl wide long gone
Plus I got the power to ramshack, you dig
while you simply thought where you lived at

Verse Three:
You don't really get involved, with the L-O-X car
Tellers, Goodfellas, who we are
You can't us, it ain't shit you could tell us
Jealous dog, cause we like relish
Bad Boys, and we all eat
When it go down, then we heat together
Since I made the connection the big man
I done got big plans, to be a little in the big Land
Ghetto star, presidential all wrapped
And what you call weight, I know cats who sniff
life, what are you sayin?
If the DA got a nigga payin, papi got him weighin
Anything to do money you can count J in
time we bring it to these faggots we ain't playin
Cream of the crop, and we ain't never stop
Hittin you in your with that butter from The Lox
(fades)