Luyện nghe bài hát Olde English

I'm a L.A. brawler, Gracie Academy loiterer
shows get my pre-orders up
Six deep, in a Ford Explorer
I toured the whole world but been to Florida

holdin' my shit, all winter
By the time the shit drop, I already been there
The game's fucked, a soundalikes, it's sad
Hard to tell the difference like they fake Louis

I don't fuck with that flow
What I do fuck with is that dough
BMI, EMI, gimme all
A side deal who? Why not, where I sign at?

I to do unto others, this the difference
This fuck with things in my best interest
This the new, it's the old from way back
Click it or Ticket, man they us to stay strapped

Act you know, right now if not ASAP
This way was different shit, I ain't afraid to face
This time, up my mind, on my grind
On James Brown, it's the Big Payback

Four by four, eight by
by twenty bars, I demonstrate
Four by four, by eight
by twenty bars, I demonstrate

Still blastin'
Spit and put the cash away, passion to
Mashin' my way through this
Out the gate I get up, I'm the one to on

lyrics, I give free of charge
Yeah, right, my don't starve
Holdin' me down, pride and
The immaculate Dilated Peoples

by four, eight by eight
Twenty by twenty bars, I
Beat down the block and you'll be like G's
Movin' on up George and Louise

On the low, in the cut, all about my
My folks, up, in these L.A. streets
I knock and I bump, 8:15's
They lock, up, for eight fifteens

Defari is a of truth
If you wanna know proper in the booth
Hey 'Ru is
like sunshine, just one rhyme

Four by four, eight by
by twenty bars, I demonstrate
Four by four, by eight
Twenty by twenty bars, I

I'm on that Richard Pryor, Bruce Lee, Ali
Bob Marley, Jimi Hendrix, Salvador
Now we rap Langston Hughes and Angelou
Out the Xanadu, hip-hop for the streets

Now the beat numchuk style
I'm like Jim Kelly tellin' sucker MC's down
artillery with the heavenly spittery
And third strike energy, rockin' pitchin' heat

Fernando Valenzuela, slangster
Lost Angels, to beautiful danger
Call my travel agent, have her
South America, South Africa and Southeast

back to Mid-City we stack and get busy
In fact, Drev's barbecue and got 'gnac
The way I manhandle muscle the track
Thank God, I never on hustlin' crack

It's Rakaa that educated animal rap
I still fight back and question when they handin' me
In the fresh Denim jacket with the black
the "Rest in Peace, Rob One" piece on the back, yeah

Four by four, eight by
Twenty by twenty bars, I
Four by four, by eight
Twenty by bars, I demonstrate