Luyện nghe bài hát NY 87

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

I of Meth, Nas, and Red
I'm down them
Indeed we all weed and clown wit um'
Hung wit um'
One
I ran his clan
is only one land
Niggas with me I can count on one hand
Come dumb I gets
The double barrel heat dumper
And I been mics since Funky Drummer
These adventures Havok speak lavish lifestyles
I crack clavical for the cabbage
savage
Introduction to
Murder MCs til ain't shit
In the
Why must MCs like gymnastics
to get they whole ass whipped
Claim to be
But you set no classic examples
ya
Fucked up
And ya fucked up
Your verbal war
You survive no more
I turned the channel cause niggas you live no more
I used to
But now yous a legend Sleepy Hallow
I shoot to the horse pill u can't swallow
no tomorrow
Nigga, it all
I been down with KRS since Boggie begins
my man
Now what's this I
I was to beware
I'm the
Dissed by a nigga I
Hell no can't be
Now who the fuck is this I hear on the radio me?
B.I. G.I. to the E
Shit
Doing a video for a
That got blew out of
I found the deadliest force
In a world where it all glamour fame and fortune
Nigga we Mob
So fuck you, Jeru, and any Tribe that Quests to
We the
The assassin is blastin'
And next time you hit L.A. nigga we

Threat:

Eyo Threat I the MC
Niggaz played the mic
I bash from words that I recite
than the average MC
Trynna me
is a must
As I N.Y.C.
Lately I on some crazy shit
this
To make it you die
you out of it
your hood murders
Roaming through your and murder
you wake up in the morning
Your will be over
I ya
Dogg Pound nathan nice
Sacrificing
From mics

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