Luyện nghe bài hát Power

Take it off, sho' kid
it off
We gon' take it the East to the West
to the to the South
Show what it's about
Don't make me no gun in your mouth
You
How is your CREAM? This long?

Eh yo, his got karats in it
description, E-320 nigga pitchin
Rock a raw chain, hang to his thing
It's like, he isolated, still cashin in CREAM
Niggas in the hood hate him, a vase of him
Blaze 'em, he like Shallah raisin him
is hydrogen, son ain't live as him
He Maguyver, chin 4 spies with him
Roll relentless, desert that he hold is a gift
Shash the list, give his dick
Technique, operation: scream
Bet CREAM, them jet like a vet swing
Nigga like Nicolas Cage with the gauge in braids
2 cannons that'll spray, rockin suede
this drunk alcohol dick
Fuck niggas with hits
We bout to shit on y'all

Y'all brothas wanna call us
Name names, otherwise be the best to shut the fuck up
Get pimp-smacked up, jacked up and up
scared and froze of bein exposed
I own Harlem, I bone Harlem, me the mayor
my borough, you don't want no problems
I'm on now, you dead pop, all aside
I ride the top, you glide the
Pitfall, 5 foot 9, my dick,
y'all, leave flat line to stick your's
We flip off and brace it
8 kills, 47 ways to it
Never understand what you been told
You did your bitin off of my scrolls
We hit man, Colombo, and hats to match
off quick, and then, guns go back

I move like Arthur Ash God
4 raquets, 8 and no practice
cypher's a heated discussion
The industry was like a beat that needed
I brun the music, shit that crews flip
State that I'm the illest, is Q.U. shit
I used to heat-hole, now I'm takin over the repo'
Bitches that roll, Cee-Lo sniff a kilo'
We went from Frank's and greens to and beans
Now we drive our to banks in Queen's
Y'all can't fuck around, your words right
Every I touch the mic, they say "Perb ain't right"
But that's the though, d'oh, infact that's it
When drop this shit, I'm gon' cop that shit
The new star, you want me? I'm at the bar
Y'all once hap' niggas, give me 2

Banks]
I heard what y'all rappin about, but your stash out
You throw rocks if you livin in glass house
Sneak your shit at us, on the low though
Where these cats come from, speakin po'
He got cash to cop and I'm crashin crashing*}
But half of y'all cats just catchin up to Rae' year
Got in the jungle, call 'em Jurassic
The chrome, the steel, the plastic
While y'all niggas cop jars, me and my niggas cop
Gettin from rock stars
We blowin everything apart, I'm the charts
How I see it? (Yo, how you see it?)

Raekwon

Eh yo, what you be when you grow up?
Yo, I wanna be a
your speed up and stop tryin to be us
Say somethin always, got a future? out the hallways
And get yourself right, a 100 ways

Recca]
Fly like iceberg, nice with verbs, precise
Bently swerve, hit the curb, jump out, cock back, out
Shut your block down, get out, route
Gangsta shit, can't talk now, gun in mouth
Cream Team killas, cacoon cats caterpillars
Giant size gorillas, niggas backs from the skrilla
Scratch, greenback track, berserk
my word, disrespect Recca, get what you deserve
Inferno, melt down mic's, millionaire in my
bread with Christ on the last night
Apocalypse, sleep with 4-5th, 2
Passport, cellphone with the micro-chip
Specialist, 40-karat necklace
bracelet, Cream Team crisp the basic