Luyện nghe bài hát Jettin'

We jettin, we jettin, we uptown
We jettin, we jettin, we jettin
We jettin, we jettin, we crosstown
We jettin, we jettin, we jettin, we
We uptown (uptown)
We jettin (downtown)
We crosstown
We jettin all
No wonder, no wonder, 8th wonder, 8th 's

I live Brooklyn like 24 for sure
Sul in my tennis skirt(?)
And the kick hurts so good that I gotta accents for this
Now a nation for my
Nation cuz I place you on the
Right? The creamin' to to get it
Right demeans dolla
The green power, let loose for the
I chose the Power, extra fly joint for mocha to yellow paper
And you know I don't
Together with my honey silk to sew
We and take you back to like afros
And no quittin or jumped by the system
Its all day, all got verbs and such
And cuts and crew, no eyes
To emulate, straight but yea we straight up

Ease back, the g's as an o.d. gettin

The sun sets, you vex, we gets, mad

East to west we stays fresh

Smoke rise from the borrough where black cool blow(?)

The globe spins, gems is
No fakin, no bakin bridges fo money makin
Crooklyn, the ep swinger's spot
Roll when I pass lake up my saz
my mic-ro, you know how we do in the joint
Do a borrough check to see who in the joint
Hot spots, city lot spots and jeeps
As a flow-er I'm Nile, of style
(fresh kid)
Yea, stories
(fresh kid)
Rollin on them New streets
With them beats at the Parliaments
7s up C-know no equal, but the sun and thats

Ease back, the g's is as an o-d gettin

The sun sets, you vex, we gets, mad

East to west we stays fresh I say

Smoke rise from the borrogh that black cool blow

Its that naykle near keep it deep from my heads
Let a fed up, appearin in my
My hustler in New York
Su fronts say Gucci we make lucci, and hesitaste the setting
Slap hands with my hands the lands of Crook
Bein lovely over jams on the flams with hook
muffs, wear cush, its Flatbush
Hear the mental's instramental cuz it's ash to
I like to hit live deep, keep fam tight
the vocal strictly any joint, it's right
Let me fly
Ease back, the g's back the r
Sun is in, the clouds on
I got raised by the blue lights of four cities
My died in prison: George Jackson
Action, she's Buttaflyin, I'm cool
And I snow low unless a scrambler got
Me and my honey, we be like and Erica
Me and my monies, we'll you boulevard and
One love, gun come free the land with us
Pigs they shoot this plush and creamy lavishnuss
Before I pop I'd rather die in baggy Guess and
And I put that on the and thats

Ease back the g's as an o.d. gettin

The sun sets, you vex, we mad

East coast to west we stays and we do it on the

Smoke rise the borrogh where the black cool blow

We jettin, we jettin, we uptown