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, from 12 to 12,
in the cut on the corner by the with the hammer steamin

[Kool G.
Friend, forgive him for his (he better watch his step)

[Billy
I'm home alone, and since you're deaf
99.9 of the I've got my mojo
like whoa!

[Lil'
Aiyyo I bring sorrow, you won't make it to
Flames spit from the nozzle, pop one up in (?)
(STREET TEAM) coast up, toast 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 your arms in
Both legs numb from them arms an'

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

[repeat

[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, chips, body shit
Chinese click on you stick you like
One move and your body ripped, niggaz lay in they lobbies hit
The back of my gun is a karate flick, Gotti shit
and hotties hit, we stash cash 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 four shots
plot door knocks, heads drop inside of co-ops
Get in corn crops, with tall tops
Hammers drop, pop, you get spotted
on some six o'clock shit on your
Taggin your knot, stab a lot, with ice shit, and bitch we rip shit
Iller Pillsbury with the biscuits

2X]

[Billy
Hey yo we up in the club, in a disrespectful manner
through the crowd wavin the M.O.P. banner
Keep fresh coppertops, in the player hater
Who am I? (WILLIAM DANZE) Right, then you wanna 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

G. Rap]
Yeah, pushed out of crack

[Billy
And out of jeeps!

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

2X]

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