Luyện nghe bài hát Oh What a Night

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

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

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

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

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

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