Luyện nghe bài hát Live from the Bridge

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

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

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

DJ
This is
Nas
Live the Bridge

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

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

DJ Clue, Nas
from the Bridge

C'mon,

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

I leave my teeth in hoes, scoop 'em like a spatula
Pass 'em to my peoples and party like a
'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 with bottoms in casinos
A hundred vest' up, nigga reload
We keep low, thousand bank ceelo