Luyện nghe bài hát Legendary Street Team

[Billy
Hey yo we you the international vibe live from Brownsville
where we 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 sins (he watch his step)

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

[Lil'
Aiyyo I bring sorrow, you won't make it to
Flames from the nozzle, pop one up in your (?)
(STREET TEAM) East up, toast up
We don't put posters up, we up
I'ma front nigga, you don't want mine nigga
Play tough - and I fuck shit BUK BUK
You have a wheelchair with your arms in slings
legs numb from them arms an' tings

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

Chorus]

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

2X]

[Billy
Hey yo we up in the club, in a disrespectful manner
Stomp the crowd wavin the M.O.P. banner
Keep fresh coppertops, in the hater scanner
Who am I? (WILLIAM DANZE) Right, then you don't know the man
(OHH!) The hooded soldier, one should overlook
In posession of eternal life as a
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, stickin to his
you at a pay phone, kickin it to moms
Lift your +Face/Off+ like and John
(WAVE YOUR FLAG PARTNER!) Put a hole where you at
(BAM BAM!) Pop a hole in mink hat
Brownsville motherfucker it's so
Put that ass in a three-piece suit with no

2X]

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