Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry

[Intro: Black
Yo, yo Nas. Big and Pac like you man
So get off dick please man
This is Ice and man
for you, faggot!!

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

2]
Nasty Nas all ya you praised me
Your daughter be Jay Z's
Illmatic was real you was tryin' to portray me
Matter of fact, time for to pay me
For "Life's a bitch, God the bitch divorce me"
"Street Dreems", and every rhyme you got off me
I shoulda the rhymes for me
Fuck it now the whole know
Who coward ass Nas to be
You was broke, was buyin' ya weed
Ya Lex got repossessed, I had mines on the
You shoulda it real wit Nature
Steve Stoute taught you how to deal wit
Kings lose crowns, and kingdoms
ya queen 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 you, Lord is just fold
Big's words was "You lost it homes"
You the Ill Will is in the coffin yo
When he got shot, you was too soft to
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 niggas'll you drippin
You give ya niggas nothing, the diamonds, the
I got shot no denying I did
But I was sendin' at niggas
What the you talkin' 'bout bitch!!

4]
Check it, I had One Love for niggas, days are over
Halftime expired, the game is
It ain't 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 State Of Mind will ya weak team
Take a down Memory Lane
Niggas had ya ride in
You represent 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, is labeled cowards
If rap is a gun, I You Power
You better watch them niggas, thats to you
Or I'ma pop niggas
If you could see the future, the outcome nigga
It Was Written, you think you a
You rule the world, take it in blood
You a Suspect Nigga wit a niggas rap
I'm sendin' you the Message, ya rhymes are
One for the mind, I'ma make you bow
And I'll prove the illest, so Hate Me Now