Luyện nghe bài hát Legendary Street Team

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

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

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

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

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

[repeat

G. Rap]
Aiyyo - my attributes of life, too nice, the rules are too trife
You lose life, hit for ice, dead over two dice
My ape click, potty chips, body
Chinese click on you stick you Poli-Grip
One false move and body ripped, niggaz lay in they lobbies hit
The of my gun is like a karate flick, Gotti shit
Mothers and hotties hit, we stash sellin dope'n
cops on the be telescopin, be tryin to bust your melon open
Gates of heaven is closed, hell is open, are smokin
Road blocks, yellow tape from shots
Murder door knocks, heads drop inside of co-ops
Get in corn crops, with tall tops
drop, magnums pop, you get spotted
on some six o'clock shit on Magnavox
Taggin your knot, stab a lot, with ice pick shit, and bitch we rip
than Pillsbury with the biscuits

2X]

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

[Kool G.
Yeah, out of crack spots

[Billy
And out of jeeps!

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

2X]

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