Luyện nghe bài hát Next Level

All I see is blinking lights, track boards, and fat
950s, SP12s,
Shit is thumping, ear pumping
The shit is type hype cause the is tight right
Bite one and leave teethless
Never that
Cause I'm a cat, just like Heathcliff
this - give up the loot
It's '94 and ass niggas yeah they still get the boot
The north flakes cause I be flowing in all
Show kept digging and digging now he got crates
That's right nigga that dime, and I'm
The only matter that controls my mind
Peace to single rapper on this whole earth
got no worth
I think they go soul search

Brothers can't believe how the have gotten

Now I go again, ready to flow again
And if the coast ain't clear, hell yeah, I'm going in
Get it together or be laying on a stretcher
I betcha I'm a getcha, the number one heart
Sorry black, that's it's a cardiac arrest
Try to triple the best?
where's Party at?
Lost to no one, a warrior Shogun
And when the show's done stacks and is how the hoes come
I your feelings, confidence is to the ceiling
If I'm sick, I pick a for sexual healing
I'm unique, a freak like
In the with more highlights than Dominique
Around my boys is the jel stops
Up to the streets, the jeeps, my in the cell blocks
I'm not the best but I you stress
To flatter me your strategy be more complex than chess
Stop bluffing cause you saying nothing, G
And start I'm the A to the fucking G
Last LP we got right
all these corny motherfuckers what Hip Hop's supposed to sound like
See A.G. and the Show
as kept it's best that you step on the low

Brothers can't believe how the skills gotten

Well it's me the A to the dash
I'm fast to get the now I'm gone like the past
What's the
Suckers get they own identity
And to the enemy, you better like it's ten of me
Fake lords they get strangled with mic
beats from my LP for sure ain't healthy
Patterson is where I rest
But I the whole planet cos it's mine goddamn it
I'm God, quick to pull a fake brother
Boston, running shit in Portland like Rod
It's to face defeat when you're raised in the street
No surrender and no
Now dance the devil? No not hardly
though I mamba like La Bamba and smoke ganja like Bob Marley
A bag of sess puts me at my
You say it's silly, my theory
Get the philly and let it

Brothers believe how the skills have gotten