Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry

[Intro: Ice]
Yo, yo Nas. Big and Pac like you man
So get off they dick man
is Ice and Cormega man
for you, faggot!!

[Verse 1:
A nigga named Nas he live like me
Now its on 'till he R.I.P, the odds be
Against me, you real, me, I think you a bitch
Pardon me Nas, I think you suck
Whens the time you came to Queensbridge to see the kids
Speak to Ill moms, or gave cheese to Wiz
Streat Dreams put me in the fridge
You a hossa, a pig
Junior was eatin' wit Big
Jay let and 'em live
Nore got Capone
All ya mans ever do is smoke blunts you
a Willy Esco outfit, nigga, I'm about chips
Look at my we all got whips

2]
Nasty Nas all ya life you me
Your might be Jay Z's
Illmatic was real cause you was tryin' to me
Matter of fact, time for to pay me
For "Life's a bitch, God forbid the divorce me"
"Street Dreems", and every other you got off me
I shoulda the rhymes for me
it now the whole world know
Who ass Nas tryin to be
You was broke, Killa was buyin' ya
Ya Lex got repossessed, I had mines on the
You shoulda kept it wit Nature
Steve taught you how to deal wit paper
Kings crowns, and kingdoms fall
When ya moves foul, obviously she's
Jay Z's boo now, what he do now?

3]
Off the throne when the get blown
Lake can't save you, Lord is just
Big's words was "You lost it homes"
You the reason Ill Will is in the yo
he got shot, you was too soft to roll
Talkin' you a brave Pac
Nah you a Pac
I get and take blocks
You bend down and cock
Cause Chris behind you, get it?
My find you drippin
You give ya nothing, the diamonds, the bitches
I got shot no denying I did
But I was sendin' fire at
What the fuck you 'bout bitch!!

4]
Check it, I had One Love for niggas, those are over
Halftime expired, the is over
It hard to tell, you pay niggas, not to rob you
Life's A and so are you
I Am, a nightmare to Street
My New York Of Mind will outshine ya weak team
Take a down Memory Lane
Niggas had ya ride in
You didn't nigga you cried in pain
If the is yours nigga why you hide ya chain?
If ya girls is yours, I won't even go
My niggas, respected, yours is labeled
If rap is a gun, I You Power
You better watch niggas, thats close to you
Or I'ma pop niggas
If you could see the future, whats the nigga
It Was Written, you you a thug
You the world, I'ma take it in blood
You a Suspect Nigga wit a niggas rap
I'm sendin' you the Message, ya are wack
One for the mind, I'ma make you bow
And I'll who's the illest, so Hate Me Now