Luyện nghe bài hát JBs Revenge

[Verse 1: Louch]
Single back door, jungle brothers
Burner in my hand just tell me to go
Stay away rats, never trust a cop
You might have sold more but I'm on top
I left the hood, I'm just not around
It's hard to be there and get your off the ground
So I a pound to the early days
Real niggas, fat ass and finger waves
man, from New York land
Yeah I it in rap but that's not all I am
I'm a cool brother and word to mother
I the fuck out of one of y'all
on the wall at a live show
Yeah my niggas been on it since the go
Who the realest group out? How could you not
Anytime you our shit, how could you not blow?
I mean I'm strictly cop those Picassos
in North Carolina, Petey Pablo
El Guapo, Diablo, El
We again nigga when the stash low

[Verse 2: P]
We was in school, we was on the and
We was touching 8 balls but wasn't playing
Raised in the epidemic, [?]
So we thought making drug money looked
All I really was to act [?]
With a goose with good
On new leathers and some dime bags
Drink a 40 ounce just to watch time
For the Dutch days nigga, get a out
Never wave the white flag, never throw a white
From the bomb squad, all niggas rhyme hard
Any letter scrap, get drunk and the tromb god
A bunch of little niggas that be running
And they got organised, start the town
Felt to see 100s around, thousands around
And every time I rhyme, niggas around
Yeah I'm the quiet one, the around