Luyện nghe bài hát Niggaz Know

Woo! Yeah,
Uhh, it up, turn it up baby
Brand new, world
Pete Rock, ahh, Dawg
Jay Dee,
Bring your crew

I got a crew we call K-boys - why? Cause we to get dough
The boy be in the bar watchin hoes get low
Dilla Dawg and Pe-ter, skeet
Spit on the track like Dog in _Beat Street_
When y'all heat, just check the credits
Cause Pay J, send a check next day FedEx
Yes J it nigga, beats for trucks
Goin up in four months, at least a buck
The way I rock ice you would think my was Peter
Bitches tongues out like in the day in the theatres (woo!)
And the heaters is kept where they ta
ya like the welcome poster
And Dilla got killers that'll gat boy like Reese's pop
knots like a crumb snatcher boy
When these two niggaz collab', niggaz collapse
see it gets no hotter, holla at'cha boy

[Chorus: Rock]
Yeah, I spit at that ass
Many often wonder hip-hop still last
Cause I'm the one call the Boy Wonder
Fuckin with J-Dilla, niggaz, know how I feel-a

[Pete
Yo, this is not play
Similar to a gat my mind spray
I spit rhymes a pro son, rappin shogun
I lunge at you niggaz with a bolo
It's the, Boy at the cruise control
Are you really ready for some dynamite SOUL
Relax, let me the L
And leave smoke on the track as the tires
When I rock real niggaz appeal to that
13 in the game, makin rap
And elusive, a lot of y'all fake-ass niggaz
wish you can do this, from the heart makes you true in this
Music, #1 sound,
Make haste on the like the Greyhound
And avoid these clowns and let real niggaz
Rock blast off in 2004, uhh