Luyện nghe bài hát Legendary Street Team

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

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

Danze]
Mentally I'm home alone, and since deaf
99.9 of the I've got my mojo
like whoa!

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

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

[repeat

[Kool G.
Aiyyo - my attributes of life, never too nice, the rules are too
You lose life, hit for blue ice, over two dice
My ape click, potty chips, shit
Chinese click on you stick you like
One move and your 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 rooftop be telescopin, be tryin to bust your melon
of heaven is closed, hell is open, shells are smokin
Road blocks, yellow tape from shots
Murder plot door knocks, heads inside of co-ops
Get buried in corn crops, with tall
Hammers drop, 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 manner
through 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 of eternal life as a crook
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, stickin to his
Catch you at a pay phone, kickin it to
Lift your +Face/Off+ Nicholas and John
(WAVE FLAG PARTNER!) Put a hole where you think at
(BAM BAM!) Pop a hole in your hat
Brownsville motherfucker it's so
Put that ass in a 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 laid the fuck down, word up, no
niggaz know
Bitch-ass