Luyện nghe bài hát Kool G Rap - Where You At?

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[ G Rap ]
Yo, if you make a lotta cream and don't them stacks
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Yeah, it ain't where you from, it's you at
I know a lotta that'll tear your back
[ G Rap ]
It ain't you from, kid, it's where you at
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Listen, if you goin out of town and don't them gats
[ G Rap ]
It where you from, kid, it's where you at
If you caught up in a and you scared to clap
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Dogs, it where you from, it's where you at

[ VERSE 1: G Rap ]
Shit, thug (What up baby?)
nothin 'round here but drug addiction
is anti-love-livin
The slug-givin little shortie on the snub
For beef, he might get left in the street with his blood
The poor niggas sling crack, real raw niggas bang gats
Crazy lady jumped on the train
Know if you owe somebody dough you better that
Them kids is live, put where your brain at
You walk the of the slums
Know to spot beef it come
Reach for the guns or the heat from the ones
Never know who your be (Yeah, speak to no one)
Just put a Desert beak in his lung
Leak em and run, some guys the blunts up
(And what?) And then go ride with the pumps up
Chopped up inside of a dumpster
Paramedics to speed a nigga pulse up
(Yo, he's a blue) victim of the vultures
Block sizzlin hot, in the middle with cops
nigga topped, riddled with shots
Kids up in rock clock knots, fiddle with glocks
Ready to die for what they got
Tricks, and thugs (That's right)
The ones put holes in mugs
Waitin outside for them ones that in clubs
To strange nigga knockin on your do' with gloves
Let the .44 for grub, it's no love

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[ VERSE 2: ]
You got cops, the D's when it's hot
TNT down the door of your spot
The feds come get you you think you on top
They just been they case, they got you on tape
The CIA clip you if the shit is deep
money's that long, you ain't that strong
Informants'll you under the jail
They got wires and statements for juries to
Then they got rivals that got it clickin just you
That's your competition, them niggas to eat too
set you up for dead if you don't show strength
Extort all your cause you ain't built for this
stick-up kids and jealous-ass niggas
You gotta your front, sides and your back (Damn)
You keep your eyes on your bitch and your mens
You gotta keep your mind sharp so fed