Luyện nghe bài hát Jettin'

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

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

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

The sun sets, you vex, we gets, mad

East coast to we stays fresh

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

The globe spins, gems is
No fakin, no bakin three fo money makin
Crooklyn, the ep swinger's lounge-out
Roll I pass lake up drop my saz
Grab my mic-ro, you know how we do in the
Do a borrough to see exactly who in the joint
Hot spots, city streets lot spots and
As a flow-er I'm Nile, of style
(fresh kid)
Yea, complete
(fresh kid)
on them New York 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 coast to we stays fresh I say

Smoke rise from the borrogh where that black cool

Its that naykle slick near keep it deep my heads
Let a fed up, appearin in my
My hustler walk's in New
Su fronts say Gucci we make lucci, and hesitaste the setting
Slap hands with my hands the lands of Crook
Bein lovely over jams that's on the with hook
muffs, wear cush, its Flatbush
Hear the mental's instramental cuz it's ash to
I like to hit deep, keep fam tight tight
Keep the vocal any joint, it's right
Let me fly
back, the g's back with the r
Sun is in, the on loud
I got by the blue street lights of four cities
My heros in prison: George Jackson
Action, Buttaflyin, I'm cool eyein
And I rock low unless a scrambler got
Me and my honey, we be Bobby and Erica
Me and my monies, we'll you boulevard and
One love, gun come free the land with us
Pigs they cannot shoot this plush and creamy
Before I pop I'd rather die in Guess and Timbs
And I put on the BKLYN and thats

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

The sun sets, you vex, we mad

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

Smoke rise from the borrogh where the black blow

We jettin, we jettin, we jettin