Luyện nghe bài hát Oh What a Night

It's how the Earth rotates, man you never know what's
Going to happen, ya mean?
All I said was "Aiight, I got this chiki bang bang da dang"
Then it all got it for me, man
Yo, man I'm getting back from the tour, man
it be like, man?
Yo, it, turn me up
Somebody told me if you can in New York City, man, you can
Make it else, man
Somehow I believe shhhh

Oh, a night
Late December, (what happened?)
Who thought he would the industry?
an MC on the grind

Yo, I ain't always have whips, I ain't have yachts
I ain't have chips, I ain't always have rocks
Matta I was a grimey little negro
Who said if music work, I'd sell diesel
What thought, I wasn't raised in the projects?
First of the month waitin for PA check
Lived on the first
so poor that if you rung the buzzer the roaches would answer the door (who is it?)
I from boy to man in one night
When I saw my life flash like light poltergeist
What it worse, I couldn't speak English
But from his facial expressions, he my Adidas
So up and come out and play
I'll be damned if I bare-footed in this hallway
And I got big plans, so beg your
Cause next year this time sell out the Garden

Oh, a night
Late December, (what happened?)
Who thought he rule the industry?
What an MC on the

Yo, yo, I gonna brag and boast and say I did it all
But I'm the rapper to play Carnegie Hall
The first rap group, cost a million
First rapper to ever rep for the
And sa fa say, na
Grammy night, we 3 away
22 Million sold, I can't this
There's still a rapper alive who could achieve this
But I ain't satisfied, when to my home contemplating
How could I become the next Quincy
when Jerry hit me up on the horn and said
"Clef, on the cover of
The cover of The Source by The Stones"
No more struggling, good life we it
You could it too, if you only publish it
So here we go, so what's the
I own so many that I'm renting 'em for videos

Oh, what a
December, 1993 (what happened?)
Who thought he would the industry?
an MC on the grind