Luyện nghe bài hát On Tha Ground

This is not two DJ's, not Touch, not Wop
Not that skinny Cameron although she's hot
Not those brothers Tony, wanted to pop me in movie
Now claim that name, Diaz, y'all can sue me
Any given to me, shit, I'll close it down
In and out the booth, hot we supposed to sound
Now who holds the crown? Yo let's it four ways
I'm always, gonna be and Norway
(RZA)]
Slicka upp sparka ner dessa blir fler
Fr dessa problem
Jag silar p scen
Det r vad dom nr jag har gtt
Vad dom skriver p nt
Hur jag lt, hur jag var
Vad jag sa, var jag bra
Var jag keff, var jag
Var jag aight, var jag
Var jag nice, var jag
Var jag ingenting
Var jag kung, var jag
(Fuck shit)
Om do inte diggar min man
(Nigga, fuck shit)

Don't fuck with my money, son, don't with my bitch
Don't fuck my lab and don't fuck with my whip
fuck with my jewels, my weed or my dip
Or I get the glock, son, and fuck with this clip
off the Remingtons, steel shots got you tremblin'
Runnin' so fast you lost the tree off the
Flamed from the heat I squeeze, the adrenaline
And we could shots like we cowboys and Indians

Yo
Let the world some real shit 'bout to go down
RZA program, N.Y. with Europe sound
When it's laid, history made
We gates across waters, across lands, across borders
my name F-to the E-V-E-N
Tell ya crew, tell ya school, tell ya to kin
In act two, this is my chance to blast
And my crew G-F-X, remember that too
Down on the ground - ? (repeat 4X)

Nigga-nigga-nigga
Down here on the ground, we niggaz up
We break shit down, yo
The God Rzarec' is known breakin' specs
attraction to wizzes keep their coochie wet
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, I'm a
Controller of the lunar and polar, German holders
Best to back the fuck up, my mag up
The slugs could Mack trucks so don't act up
Fatal guillotine carrier blast like the space
Sip of the blackberry, I might marry ya

There's a lot of shit that y'all from me
I'm in touch with the streets, reply to me
If I'm by my people there's no why in me
A real fighter, maybe a young Sly in me
I'm like that Spanish Rocky, attitude a bit
Me around ya girl, y'all could guess that cock be
it's not in my pants, not in my hands
Y'all could look at it like, I make her hot in

Jag ser ett finger I ett
Vi tar publikhat
Det r alltid likadant, hr ditt prat I
Jag klarar mig
Fixar mitt sjlv
Slashar mitt vl
Drar in cash varje
Stndigt aktuell 100 decibel, debil,
G p scen I ett kldesstll
Jag r som en grogg utan virke, bara ren stil
Jag r som en hundra formel ett, fast I en bil

Let me bring more, spit more, kick shit
I'ma hit more, stick more than Clark on
I'm a bit sharper than Bronco whips
You talkin' this, don't underspeed the Miss that's killin'
here on the ground - ? (repeat 6X)