Luyện nghe bài hát Make a Name for Ourselves

[nas
You ever dance with the devil the pale moonlight?
Desperados,
What the up son?
We could do this word up, we do this

Chrous: the

Spend too many nights on the gettin right
big face bennies, bettin against the friendly dice
I can't call it, it's too good to spoil it
Tell it like it is, the raw never recorded
(repeat 2x)

At a degree celsius I make mc's melt
Fuck my record I appear courtesy of myself
Let me explain how I thresholds to pain
I walk across the sun lookin for shade
I rearrange rib cage like a twelve gauge at close range
And change the position of your
My hard penetrate through your hardhats and all that
Nigga, get ya wig peeled
I scalp you like the indians on
Running bull will hit you harder runningback
Stunning man with and cunning rap
Swiftly running laps 48 tracks
uncut crack you fiends keep coming back
Heads is flippin like acrobats on gym
From wax to analog to digital dat's
It's critical black, that canibus is ill like
In perhaps you should quit rap, instead of always
Tryin to diss back, cause niggaz keep tellin you that shit's wack
I rip raps, hardcore raps you to the floor mat
Put you in the figure four, your thorax
Jump off the top turnbuckle and land on back
Til I hear it or crackle, the ref says chill black
You get clapped the wrong raps to combat
Like a paint gun to a shoot out with real gats
niggaz is wack, rappin over microphone feedback
My intelligence begins yours peaks at
fox boogie in the see-through brasierre, to nasty nas here
My nigga nature'll it further if it's not clear

and foxy brown]
Millionaire look at the sky make sure it's still
Ice grill stares and my jewelry is in year
Pierre cardan in a dapper dan time
Now flex, angle wrecks, foxy van klein

[nas
Initiated to the firm shit, real thugs learn
Sit back and feel the hit
to the firm shit, real thugs learn quick
Sit back and the ultimate hit

[az the
Yo lock in, do the knowledge, the doctrine
We clockin, on your airwaves, keepin it
Blaze up, make fire, light your purple up
tired, bitch ass niggaz need to be caged up
So up fuck the playin, I'm sick of layin
I can picture sprayin off an sk, ricochetin
up, in supreme court, eyes half shut
Co-defendant caught a life sentence, him crack up
React what, who will, bail two
Nigga cool still bet I'll be home the news will
Blast fuse and leave purple matthews
Perhaps you the concept black, cash rules
Incog-ged, another had deez involved
Known condo seize seven keys dissolved
routine, speakin up for niggaz who sling
Hand to hand on them street corners you king
It's to lock this, join with us, let your glock spit
Guzzle the toxic, only fake drop snitch
Get your guns out, it don't take much for me to out
Play one route, lay ya shit and run south

Here's the cause of this shit, statistics
Deeper the laws of physics, malibu sand ,the gorgeous bitches
Weed from 1-2-5, my whole crew
A true desperado, one that choose sides
And sympathy, just qb, an entity
exchange, top of the game, watch you mention me
Image is just obey your thirst
I blaze the purple haze, sit in a daze, then display birth
For those concerned or just to learn
I speak for the firm, was told to the cheeba to burn
my riches, past traditions, like olympics
Pass the torch flip shit so could picture my thoughts, I'm driftin
It's type ill wakin up lookin filth
Twenty years younger same hunger same ice
form grade a pedigree
Born to carve rhymes, a tongue helped to set it free
Theoretically peep how we bless this, and restless
Guns and westins, learnin to connect lessons
From cool feats to camps, shoot back
It's a fact, nine-seven's mine, y'all niggaz move back