Luyện nghe bài hát Legendary Street Team

[Billy
Hey yo we bringin you the international vibe live from
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 steamin

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

[Billy
I'm home 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 sorrow, you won't make it to tomorrow
spit from the nozzle, pop one up in your (?)
(STREET TEAM) coast up, toast up
We don't put posters up, we up
I'ma 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 arms an'

[Chorus: M.O.P. + G.
[ALL] It's the legendary team!
Kool G. Rap's (BACK!)
[Fame] Womack's (BACK!)
Billy 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 attributes of life, never too nice, the are too trife
You lose life, hit for blue ice, dead two dice
My ape click, potty chips, shit
Chinese click on you stick you Poli-Grip
One false move and your body ripped, niggaz lay in lobbies hit
The back of my gun is like a karate flick, shit
Mothers and hotties hit, we stash cash dope'n
cops on the rooftop be telescopin, be tryin to bust melon open
Gates of heaven is closed, is open, shells are smokin
Road blocks, yellow tape four shots
Murder door knocks, heads drop inside of co-ops
Get buried in corn crops, tall tops
drop, magnums pop, you get spotted
on some six o'clock shit on Magnavox
Taggin your knot, stab a lot, ice pick shit, and bitch we rip shit
than Pillsbury with the biscuits

2X]

[Billy
Hey yo we up in the club, in a disrespectful manner
Stomp through the wavin the M.O.P. banner
Keep fresh coppertops, in the player scanner
Who am I? (WILLIAM DANZE) Right, you don't 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

[Kool G.
Yeah, pushed out of crack

Danze]
And out of jeeps!

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

2X]

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