Luyện nghe bài hát Legendary Street Team

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

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

Danze]
Mentally I'm home alone, and since deaf
99.9 of the times got my mojo
Buka-bup-bup-bup-bup-bup-bup-CLAK whoa!

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

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

[repeat

[Kool G.
Aiyyo - my attributes of life, too nice, the rules are too trife
You lose life, hit for blue ice, dead two dice
My ape click, potty chips, body
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, Gotti
and hotties hit, we stash cash sellin dope'n
cops on the rooftop be telescopin, be tryin to your melon open
of heaven is closed, hell is open, shells are smokin
Road blocks, yellow tape from shots
plot door knocks, heads drop inside of co-ops
Get buried in corn crops, with tops
Hammers drop, pop, you get spotted
on some six shit on your Magnavox
Taggin your knot, stab a lot, with ice pick shit, and we rip shit
Iller Pillsbury with the biscuits

2X]

[Billy
Hey yo we step up in the club, in a manner
Stomp the crowd 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 hooded soldier, one should never
In posession of eternal as a crook
It written in the books, embedded in the streets

[Kool G.
Yeah, out of crack spots

Danze]
And out of jeeps!

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

2X]

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