Luyện nghe bài hát NY 87

DJ
Yo, is DJ Quik
Taking a second out with Tha Pound to let ya'll know something
If you're looking in the mag and don't see me
It's some niggaz on the East is the enemy
real

I of Meth, Nas, and Red
I'm down them
Indeed we all smoke weed and wit um'
Hung wit um'
One
I ran his clan
is only one land
Niggas down with me I can on one hand
Come dumb I dumber
The double barrel heat dumper
And I been rockin' since Funky Drummer
These adventures wreak Havok speak lavish
I crack your for the cabbage
savage
Introduction to
Murder MCs til shit left
In the
Why must MCs flip gymnastics
Just to get they ass whipped
Claim to be
But you don't set no classic
ya
Fucked up
And ya fucked up
last verbal war
You won't survive no
I turned the channel niggas you ain't live no more
I used to
But now yous a legend Sleepy Hallow
I shoot to kill the horse pill u swallow
no tomorrow
Nigga, it all
I down with KRS since Boggie Down begins
my man
Now this I hear?
I was told to
I'm the
Dissed by a I admired
Hell no this be
Now who the fuck is I hear on the radio dissin' me?
B.I. G.I. to the E
scorchin'
Doing a video for a
That got out of porportion
I he's the deadliest force
In a world it all about glamour fame and fortune
we Mob Deep
So fuck you, Jeru, and any Tribe that Quests to
We the
The psycho is blastin'
And next you hit L.A. nigga we mashin'

Threat:

Eyo I play the MC
Niggaz played the mic
I bash motherfuckers from that I recite
Tighter than the MC
battle me
Tragedy is a
As I N.Y.C.
Lately I on some crazy shit
Imagine
To it 'til you die
you out of it
your hood from
through your house and murder
When you up in the morning
life will be over
I ya
Dogg ain't nathan nice
Sacrificing
From into

There's been a murder on your
he drop
Your thought he was nutty
What made him I roll a
You us
But when we started ain't no stoppin'
On and on more of your dogs keep
What was your homie yo homie no mo'
Commit suicide and blow your brains on the
Don't the fact
Grab the and snap
react with the shit that jumped off that night