Luyện nghe bài hát Intro - Stakes is High

(when I)
(first heard)
(criminal)
(minded)
(I was in...)
(damn, was i? )
(...seventh grade)
(battlin' other emcee)
(smokin' a blunt and drinkin' a 40 down lower east with my niggas)
(I have no idea I was, it was so long ago)
(I was on my way to a family reunion in a car on the long
when I heard it)
(rooselvelt projects)
(I was in...)
(I was outside of church I was really little and I was doing the
Wop this girl)
(red played one of the songs on the radio)
(it was so ago)
(yo merce, what's up, is hanson, man, I want you to peep that out.
Yo, kid... I was at party, this hype
Party I heard
Krs' criminal minded. call you back, peace.)

(all right!)
(all right!)
(all right!)
(all right!)

Channeling, in so my what brings that testament
To cover twelve of funk
Flip like as if I was the dalek
Specialising in like the it's of
Elephants, dove hits out the park, man
Don't wven try to bleach, I'm too dark and
Major more than james' "escapism"
De la soul is to stay like racism
Patrick know and i'mma put the off the bed
As I lurk up on thoughts while phones on your head
Riff a tech pro, flex sue, running you the
Scout weather, pouring rain duck's survive links
And if one winks for slips, the slips are short
as sperm, to give out for the souls I report
I too fly for the forty-ounce drinker
I sport too fly for a forty-ounce
A fresh linen scent so on the two-inch
A talker of the berg weed influence
So stick to you naughty by and your kane
'cause that I based upn the wax is insane

Grand groove, I I had the flavor bid
Give me six bottles of beer, I the seventh one free
I got the chandelier, kick, by my man
elf, big four gets the zootie for the self
Long island living, what, twelve dawn
Jiggy-not see me so I straight to your porches
Mr puts the boogers in your bottle
Straw it and drink, what bees gotta
'cause I the crazy-crazies
Man, I the franken-style, dig the bolts in my neck
Wreck, ship, boat,
Heavy metal ain't the infinite
Here I to the hops
I'm for the words in the faces of a prince
That brother been down ever since soaked
And motor go
Hey, how ya
Now, in front of big lou's fighting
Hey, y'all reminisce, six streets, little
Straight to my
(aaaah... aaaggh)
Six streets, went miles to my avenue
I'm headed for the bigger e, for the oe, not me
Here's my malibu, child, my malibu
honeys, dig a gun and go aaaahhhhh...