Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry

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

[Verse 1:
A named Nas think he live like me
Now its on 'till he R.I.P, the might be
Against me, you real, me, I think you a bitch
Pardon me Nas, I you suck dick
the last time you came to Queensbridge to see the kids
Speak to Ill Will moms, or gave to Wiz
Streat Dreams don't put me in the
You a hossa, a pig
Mafia was eatin' wit Big
Jay let and 'em live
Nore got comfortable
All ya mans ever do is smoke with you
Fuck a Willy Esco outfit, nigga, I'm chips
Look at my we all got whips

2]
Nasty Nas all ya you praised me
Your might be Jay Z's
Illmatic was real cause you was to portray me
Matter of fact, for Sony to pay me
For "Life's a bitch, God forbid the divorce me"
"Street Dreems", and other rhyme you got off me
I shoulda kept the for me
Fuck it now the world know
Who coward ass Nas to be
You was broke, Killa was ya weed
Ya Lex got repossessed, I had mines on the
You shoulda kept it real wit
Steve Stoute taught you how to deal wit
lose crowns, and kingdoms fall
When ya queen foul, obviously she's
Jay Z's boo now, should he do now?

3]
Off the when the fours get blown
Lake can't you, Lord is just fold
Big's last words was "You it homes"
You the reason Ill is in the coffin yo
When he got shot, you was too to roll
Talkin' 'bout you a Pac
Nah you a Pac
I get down and blocks
You bend down and take
Chris Lightys behind you, get it?
My niggas'll find you
You give ya niggas nothing, the diamonds, the
I got shot ain't no 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
expired, the game is over
It ain't to tell, you pay niggas, not to rob you
A Bitch and so are you
I Am, a nightmare to Dreams
My New York State Of Mind will outshine ya weak
Take a trip down Lane
had ya ride in flames
You didn't represent you cried in pain
If the is yours nigga why you hide ya chain?
If ya girls is yours, I even go there
My niggas, respected, yours is cowards
If rap is a gun, I You Power
You better watch them niggas, thats to you
Or I'ma pop them
If you could see the future, whats the outcome
It Was Written, you you a thug
You rule the world, I'ma it in blood
You a Suspect Nigga wit a niggas rap
I'm sendin' you the Message, ya rhymes are
One time for the mind, make you bow
And I'll who's the illest, so Hate Me Now