Luyện nghe bài hát Legendary Street Team

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

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

[Billy
Mentally I'm home alone, and since you're
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
Flames from the nozzle, pop one up in your (?)
(STREET TEAM) coast up, toast up
We put posters up, we post up
I'ma front line nigga, you don't want nigga
Play tough - and I fuck shit BUK BUK
You have a wheelchair chaffeur with arms in slings
Both legs numb from arms an' tings

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

[repeat

G. Rap]
Aiyyo - my attributes of life, never too nice, the rules are too
You lose life, hit for ice, dead over two dice
My ape click, chips, body shit
Chinese click on you stick you Poli-Grip
One false move and your ripped, niggaz lay in they lobbies hit
The back of my gun is like a karate flick, Gotti
Mothers and hotties hit, we stash cash dope'n
on the rooftop be telescopin, be tryin to bust your melon open
Gates of heaven is closed, hell is open, shells are
Road blocks, yellow from four shots
Murder plot door knocks, heads drop of co-ops
Get buried in corn crops, with tops
Hammers drop, pop, you get spotted
on six o'clock shit 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 step up in the club, in a disrespectful
Stomp through the crowd wavin the M.O.P.
fresh coppertops, in the player 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 as a crook
It been written in the books, in the streets

G. Rap]
Yeah, pushed out of spots

Danze]
And out of jeeps!

[Lil'
I'm from a place where look conspicuous and rob
Fitzroy, P-Noid, stickin to his
you at a pay phone, kickin it to moms
Lift your +Face/Off+ like Nicholas and
(WAVE YOUR FLAG PARTNER!) Put a hole 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.
niggaz act like y'all know
First Family, Guerilla Family, united, y'know?
a Queens and B'Ville thing, word up
Y'all niggaz come witcha'll heat
or get laid the fuck down, up, no games
Y'all know
Bitch-ass