Luyện nghe bài hát Olde English

I'm a L.A. brawler, Gracie Academy hallway
More get my pre-orders up
Six deep, packed in a Explorer
I the whole world but never 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 they fake Louis bags

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

I to do unto others, this the difference
year fuck with things in my best interest
This the new, it's the old from way back
Click it or Ticket, man forcin' 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 some James Brown, it's the Big

by four, eight by eight
Twenty by 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 this Babylon
Out the I get up, I'm the one to gamble on

Luxury lyrics, I give free of
Yeah, right, my daughters starve
Holdin' me down, pride and
The immaculate Peoples crew

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

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

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

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

I'm on that Richard Pryor, Lee, Muhammad Ali
Bob Marley, Jimi Hendrix, Dali
Now we rap Langston Hughes and Maya
Out the disco Xanadu, hip-hop for the

Now the beat swing style
I'm like Jim Kelly tellin' sucker duck down
Heavy artillery the heavenly spittery
And third strike energy, rockin' cleverly pitchin'

Fernando Valenzuela, original
Lost Angels, Atzlan to danger
my travel agent, have her arrange
South America, South Africa and Southeast

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

It's Rakaa that educated animal rap
I still fight back and question they handin' me scraps
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, eight by
Twenty by bars, I demonstrate