Luyện nghe bài hát In Tha Park

1, 2,
Yeah, niggas know about Fatback
With the different color they had back in the days
You know what I mean, the driven turntables
With joints with the slip mats

Put nickels on the
So the record won't jump
The needle won't and shit
Getting from the fucking light poles
out to the Bronx, nigga

Aiyyo, this shit go way back like a Uni
Kid the D train and hit the Bronx up
bandits attack, Planet Rock, Bambaataa
Peace to discovering rap

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

Seen light poles get used for power, I was a little
Couldn't stay out late, I was
So I sat by the window, the DJ cut
Impeach the Pres, and just begun

Redding, swing, the music stopped
Guess the blew out one of his amps
take a little while, then it come back on
Somebody stepped on the and shit, that's all

Now everybody's back in the groove, echo
"Check one two, one two", my favorite
Strobe lights is live, Pink
Little joints being lit up on the side

Couple had two fives
Other than that, cleared a in the park and shoot five
Girls they Lees and jellies
Jordache and Lees, TF Lords fit the

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

We must you
this rap come 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 used to do it out in the

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

I shells, Gazelles, top tens and lottos
Mega design, smoke, Coqui nine bottles
Entire velours, call the boys with the Lucci wore?
84's from Atlantic Gucci store

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

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

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

MC Breeze, Disco C, Jazzy
Cash and Miz and Lady B
banging "Sucker MC's" in '83
I was South Philly like St. Charles and D

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

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

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

We must you
this rap come 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