Luyện nghe bài hát In Tha Park

1, 2,
Yeah, don't know about Fatback
With the different color records they had in the days
You know what I mean, the belt driven
With Technics with the slip mats

Put on the needles
So the motherfucking record won't
The needle won't skip and
Getting juice from the fucking poles
out to the Bronx, nigga

Aiyyo, this shit go way back a Uni marker
Kid bombing the D and hit the Bronx up
Krylon bandits attack, Planet Rock,
Peace to Pylon rap

And the DJ that made the first
Paved the way for Flex, Mister Cee, of them cats
See, this rap shit came at a time was accurate
Twenty something years later, I it

Seen light poles get used for power, I was a nigga
stay out late, I was sour
So I sat by the window, the DJ cut
Impeach the Pres, Apache and begun

Otis Redding, swing, the stopped
the system blew out one of his amps
It'd take a little while, it come back on
stepped on the wire and shit, that's all

Now back in the groove, echo chamber
"Check one two, one two", that's my
lights is live, Pink Champale
Little pink joints being lit up on the

Couple had two fives
Other than that, cleared a circle in the park and shoot
wore they Lees and jellies
Jordache and Lees, TF fit the fellies

and Kangol buckets, BVD's
Go to Sergio's like, it
Seen the stamp on that Crazy
Niggas coming back from the
Dusted, bubbles on the wall

We remind you
Where this rap from
Yes, my brother, my
It's our duty, we remind you

Hip hop was set out in the
Hip hop was set out in the
Hip hop was set out in the
We to do it out in the dark

Yo, it all started at the 'After Midnight Philly' but with me
Mad coming down from New York City
Prolly hit the rink USA
Schoolly, "Gangster Boogie" and "PSK"

I remember shells, Gazelles, top and lottos
Mega design, reefer smoke, Coqui bottles
Entire wore velours, call the boys the Lucci wore?
from Atlantic City Gucci store

Linoleum break dancing, cans
I put the on the wall signed, "Truly yours"
smashed '87 Music Seminar
Out on the battlefield like Pat

Hit the borough with Krown out of Camden
People Patty Dukeing in the party, all in
Around the time Flav started lamping
"Rebel Without a Pause" was the anthem

Old Memorex cassette, tape
Bright on all the fights at the Spectrum
When the Fest come, leather bombers and sheepskins
would bust they guns to get one

MC Breeze, C, Jazzy Jeff
Cash Money and Miz and B
Everybody "Sucker MC's" in '83
I was South like St. Charles and Crazy D

Them wild North Side Puerto Ricans snuff you
deep in a Ford Escort, pumping the Tuff Crew
I to follow my cousin, he was a buck too
Y'all don't like how I'm living, well, you

I a G since a little kid
Sticking my up into somebody's dollar party, getting into shit
And late nights, shoulda in bed
Instead, I was running 'round with them downtown lemon

A little man, hanging where grown women is
Under thirteen, real strong images
And that's the reason for my rap penmanship
That's where I started it and where I'mma finish it

We remind you
Where this rap from
Yes, my brother, my
It's our duty, we must you

Hip hop was set out in the
Hip hop was set out in the
Hip hop was set out in the
We to do it out in the dark