Luyện nghe bài hát Legendary Street Team

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

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

Danze]
Mentally I'm alone, and since you're deaf
99.9 of the times I've got my
Buka-bup-bup-bup-bup-bup-bup-CLAK whoa!

Fame]
Aiyyo I bring sorrow, you won't it to tomorrow
Flames from the nozzle, pop one up in your (?)
(STREET TEAM) coast up, toast up
We don't put up, we post up
I'ma front line nigga, you don't want 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

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

[repeat

G. Rap]
Aiyyo - my attributes of life, too nice, the rules are too trife
You lose life, hit for blue ice, dead two dice
My ape click, potty chips, body
Chinese click on you you like Poli-Grip
One false move and 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 from four shots
Murder plot door knocks, heads drop inside of
Get in corn crops, with tall tops
drop, magnums pop, you get spotted
on six o'clock shit on your Magnavox
Taggin your knot, a lot, with ice pick shit, and bitch we rip shit
Iller than with the biscuits

2X]

[Billy
Hey yo we step up in the club, in a disrespectful
Stomp the crowd wavin the M.O.P. banner
Keep coppertops, in the player hater scanner
Who am I? (WILLIAM DANZE) Right, then you don't wanna the man
(OHH!) The hooded soldier, one should overlook
In of eternal life as a crook
It been in the books, embedded in the streets

[Kool G.
Yeah, pushed out of crack

[Billy
And out of jeeps!

[Lil'
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 PARTNER!) Put a hole where 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 like y'all
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
niggaz know
Bitch-ass