Luyện nghe bài hát Live from the Bridge

Aey yo, this is Nas with my man DJ
The professional two
it down for you fake ass DJ's and shit like that
Straight outta Q.B. all the way around the world
Black Sinatra on yo' ass
Q.B. nigga

(Put it on)
Was classified as the who died
say, I came back alive with an axe
And niggas actin' like Nas, my passion is to capitalize
Come through my you get jacked for your ride
Catch you the passengers side
My words turn the sea red, like the of a weed head
Ya'll peep my led hide like Easter eggs
I ride the beef is dead, caskets dropped
Your soul go further up Astronauts

I it and live it, ya'll weak dudes should offer forgiveness
frontin' like you, I'll gets yourself torchered by killers
In I'm the realest predicted by fortune tellers
Sick the talkin' methods, AK's, Berettas
My team is Steelers like Jerome Bettis
Rammin' niggas St. Louis, we dough getters
And ya'll niggas is losers, fuckin' with us
Nothin' but Bravehearts gon' wit' us
Uh

DJ
This is
Nas
from the Bridge

When ya'll niggas fall and start makin' 800
Call commercials like Arsenio
I'm on times on New Years with Dick Clark droppin' the ball
With Kool and the Gang, doin' my
Princess cut chains, I bend like bike frames
My tight game will make leave Bill quick as lightnin'
I'll have her wearin' tight jeans, givin' nice brains in a white
Pullin' up to club life, her to a thug life

Damn, I'm sayin', you rollin' Nastradamus
We flowin' to St. jewelry box full of stones
So I can change
Matchin' masterpieces on black sandy
Even the paparazzi tries to us
Disguised with shades and fake beards
A lucky noticed Tyra Banks here
But I showed the bogus passports
I told 'em back off before I flip like Troy

DJ Clue, Nas
Live the Bridge

C'mon,

Live from the Bridge, cliques stay high the iz'
Wear the popular shit, niggas knockin' my shit
Denali's, fat designed rims, 2000 S
Watchin' ESPN two dime lesbians
I hit it of course, I did it to
The last Don, doin' hits Pepe and Cross
Esco the boss, cash long, niggas think I'm
I'm in a castle with a bitch cold waxin' her

I leave my teeth in hoes, scoop 'em like a spatula
Pass 'em to my peoples and like a Bachelor
'Til I meet a gangsta bitch, give her to hit
In return all she wants to do is the dick
Fuck street clothes, we thug it out in
Stomp niggas hard bottoms in casinos
A hundred Bravehearts vest' up, nigga
We low, hundred thousand bank ceelo