Luyện nghe bài hát Let There Be Light

Yeah, check check,
clear out there? Yeah
It's like I'm hang over the hood
worry, no, no, oh, no

Check, let there be
No gang in New York tonight
Just of Biggie Smalls, bigger than life
Turn up the kid mic 'cuz ya'll ain't right

What's all talk that Nas got bought?
I'd rather outline my in white chalk
Ain't nobody been where I been, they at a stand
This is all overseen by my man

As I walk through the valley, shadow of
I know that I ain't got much left
And they really wanna see the good in me
Ain't satisfied they see the fool in me

And I, I know my business, so my sins
And I, I the hood for all the love they gave
And I forgive 'em all, they did they to hate
Oh, let there be

ain't the glorified, just painting the street picture
There's no God in sir Bibles, just and switches
Gillette's cut pain in kitchen, now every rapper claim
He with Kenneth "Supreme" Griffith

It's like the same difference 'cept when get arraigned
They don't want the same sentence, get to snitchin'
If I could reverse the monsters and forward the razas
And bring the **** who was livest

Old hustlers, on better days
They home, doing nothing, might as well be in a
Hating on young brothers, one in the grave
used to love us till we found our own way thru the maze

New York, set and flaggin'
Got the West Coast laughing, now asking
What happened? My homegirl upper Manhattan
She remembers the quarters that's Latin, a lotta

As I through the valley, shadow of death
I know that I ain't got much left
And they really wanna see the good in me
Ain't until they see the fool in me

And I, I my business, so my sins great
And I, I thank the hood for all the love gave
And I 'em all, they did they best to hate
Oh, let there be

The son of the audio cassette era, wearer
Bullets and begets, speaker terror
Till man I get mine till I'm dead, so I can sumpthin' red
Like horse standing on it's hind legs

Since Arnold and Willis in bunk beds, I wanted bread like Wonder
Not manned-a-wanno like the of Lionel
Nas is the Ghetto American
No matter what you do you're never my title

I can't sound smart' cuz ya'll'll run
say I ain't hungry no more and I don't talk about 'ye
Like there's no way for a ex-hustler
Cake ya, the splitter to touch ya, I beg to differ

When you're four years into the game, we can a conversation
Eight years in the game, I invite you on
Ten in the game, after I've enjoyed my fame
Only then I let ya pick my

And I, about now
And I, they don't know
And I, they don't really see, I don't even deal all that garbage
No, no, no, we getting real right, ya

And I, though I through the valley
That is Tre Williams ladies and
And I, should fear no
And I, no, no, focus on good man, good times, alright

As I walk the valley shadow of death
I know that I ain't got much left
And don't really wanna see the good in me
satisfied until they see the fool in me

And I, I know my business, so my great
And I, I thank the hood for all the love gave
And I forgive 'em all, did they best to hate
Oh, let be light

As I walk the valley shadow of death
I know I ain't got much time left
And they don't wanna see the good in me
Ain't satisfied until see the fool in me

And I, I my business, so my sins great
And I, I thank the hood for all the love they
And I forgive 'em all, did they best to hate
Oh, let be light

Oh, let it be, let it be, yeah,
Let it be, let it be