Luyện nghe bài hát Make a Name for Ourselves

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

Chrous: the

too many nights on the henny gettin right
Breakin big bennies, bettin against the friendly dice
I call it, it's goin too good to spoil it
Tell it like it is, the raw shit never
(repeat 2x)

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

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

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Initiated to the firm shit, real thugs learn
Sit back and feel the hit
Initiated to the shit, real thugs learn quick
Sit and feel 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
Betcha tired, bitch ass niggaz need to be up
So raise up the playin, I'm sick of layin
I can picture sprayin off an sk, ricochetin
Snatched up, in supreme court, half shut
Co-defendant caught a life sentence, him crack up
what, who will, bail two mill'
Nigga cool still bet be home before the news will
Blast fuse and leave frank matthews
Perhaps you confuse the concept black, cash
Incog-ged, another had more involved
Known freeze seize seven keys dissolved
Daily routine, up for niggaz who sling
to hand on them street corners claimin you king
It's time to this, join with us, let your glock spit
Guzzle the toxic, only fake niggaz drop
Get your guns out, it don't take for me to dumb out
Play one route, lay ya down and run south

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