Luyện nghe bài hát It's Like That

yea
ludacris in this mutha
what up talib disturbin tha god damnit we just gettin started
mix style goes like this
look
now out the gate and damnit its huntin season
you shot remember everything happens for a reason
and you never hit it
why i'm snatchin your girl
she me mr. drummin
cuz strokes rule the world
i got a thirst for knowledge and an appetite for
or appetite for destruction and a for your mama
either way I keep it goin til that is empty
been nice since mike punched soda popinsky
keep gettin stung cuz they all in my swarm
plus I step in dorm they get more tears than norm
its 2004 the world needs more
and more drivers to hit drunk pedestrians
walk around here with two left feet
a warm milk and a cold gat'll put your ass to
how many streets steal no how ugly it seems
long as I got on my proof buddy lee jeans

yea, its that
its like
its like
its that
fucka!

kweli and crips niggas heard no shit like this
i got chick feelin moist
you comin softer than the ad in the of the village voice
you still a toy, the cops is a boy
they tryin to get me to vote by sayin the lesser of two evils is still a
maybe and maybe not
niggas rhymin like the guy 80
im home i love the 80s

picture the ocean the panoramic view
my flow the iceberg that the titanic ran

rock like suicide vicitims with red
why your rhymes sound like they was written for channel
we used to drive to 50 states and hear 50
now every knows sames songs its just again pimps and hos
and the kids think the key to down in the game
is to copy the hot nigga and start soundin the
now you tryin to be heard but shouts in vain
cuz you drowned out by the buzz surroundin my name

it might be somethin that you pry from me
shut out the eye 20s see my rhymes good
we're rollin with akmed and durba swervin the
we're zoolo shana and luda disturbin tha peace
i the beat
im the nightmare that recur in sleep
a word in the flesh like the wafer that the nun got to eat
takin the lamb of god herded the
a whole of __ nigga do you believe

yo wats poppin its the kid
ya my nigga
my homeboy my my brother from another mother
talib
and is how we do man
hate it or it
who fresher than i
d dies red and black lumber jack 45 in his
he has his knees
i watch eazy e
put LA on nomatic but they ain't nas
was 96 in the g __
told me they gon believe start writin rhymes after BIG
eyes some niggas sayin fuck me
cuz im from the west im fresh and i idolize
now NY love me still niggas hate
im embraced by 50 and the westside love me
told dre im the nigga to chase
and it that way since the beef with jigga and mase
in my chuck red ones with the fat laces
ten desert eagle with the hollow tip laces
fresh tee yellow rocks in my necklace
real drink 40 ounces for breakfast
i eat fat burgers three a day
so fuck you if you like the red paint on my 6 straight
i was in the hood, i be who i be
and me and kweli is like 10 and dub c