Luyện nghe bài hát Legendary Street Team

[Billy
Hey yo we bringin you the international vibe live from
where we and struggle to survive (YOU KNOW THE DEAL)
We rhyme, from 12 to 12,
in the cut on the by the bodega with the hammer steamin

G. Rap]
Friend, him for his sins (he better watch his step)

[Billy
Mentally I'm home alone, and you're deaf
99.9 of the times I've got my
Buka-bup-bup-bup-bup-bup-bup-CLAK whoa!

Fame]
Aiyyo I bring sorrow, you won't make it to
spit from the nozzle, pop one up in your (?)
(STREET TEAM) East coast up, up
We don't put up, we post up
I'ma front line nigga, you don't mine nigga
Play tough - and I fuck shit BUK BUK
You have a wheelchair chaffeur your arms in slings
Both legs numb them arms an' tings

M.O.P. + G. Rap]
[ALL] It's the legendary team!
[Rap] G. Rap's (BACK!)
[Fame] Womack's (BACK!)
[Bill] Danze (AWW DAMN!)
[Rap] That's how we do it in the
Spit from the heavy metal (WHERE YOU AT?)

Chorus]

[Kool G.
- my attributes of life, never too nice, the rules are too trife
You lose life, hit for ice, dead over two dice
My ape click, potty chips, shit
Chinese click on you you like Poli-Grip
One false move and your body ripped, niggaz lay in they hit
The back of my gun is like a karate flick, shit
Mothers and hotties hit, we stash cash dope'n
on the rooftop be telescopin, be tryin to bust your melon open
Gates of heaven is closed, is open, shells are smokin
Road blocks, yellow from four shots
Murder plot door knocks, heads drop of co-ops
Get buried in corn crops, tall tops
Hammers drop, magnums pop, you get
on some six shit on your Magnavox
Taggin your knot, a lot, with ice pick shit, and bitch we rip shit
Iller than Pillsbury with the

2X]

[Billy
Hey yo we step up in the club, in a disrespectful
Stomp through the wavin the M.O.P. banner
Keep fresh coppertops, in the player hater
Who am I? (WILLIAM DANZE) Right, you don't wanna know the man
(OHH!) The soldier, one should never overlook
In posession of eternal life as a
It been in the books, embedded in the streets

[Kool G.
Yeah, pushed out of crack

[Billy
And out of jeeps!

Fame]
I'm from a place where cats conspicuous and rob
Fitzroy, P-Noid, stickin to his
you at a pay phone, kickin it to moms
Lift your +Face/Off+ like and John
(WAVE FLAG PARTNER!) Put a hole where you think at
(BAM BAM!) Pop a in your mink hat
Brownsville motherfucker it's so
Put that ass in a three-piece with no shoes

2X]

[Kool G.
Y'all act like y'all know
First Family, Guerilla Family, united, y'know?
It's a Queens and B'Ville thing, up
niggaz come scrap witcha'll heat
or get laid the down, word up, no games
Y'all know
Bitch-ass