Luyện nghe bài hát Power

Take it off, 'nough kid
it off
We take it from the East to the West
to the North to the
Show y'all what about
Don't me throw no gun in your mouth
You
How long is CREAM? This long?

Eh yo, his got karats in it
Swift description, nigga pitchin
a raw dinosaur chain, hang to his thing
It's like, he pump isolated, still in CREAM
Niggas in the hood hate him, a vase of him
Blaze 'em, he actin like raisin him
This is hydrogen, son ain't as him
He Maguyver, chin 4 spies with him
Roll relentless, desert that he is a gift wish
the list, give his miss dick
Technique, operation: tech
Bet CREAM, alligators jet like a vet swing
like Nicolas Cage with the gauge in your braids
2 cannons that'll spray, rockin suede
Suck this alcohol dick
Fuck y'all niggas hits
We to shit on y'all shit

Y'all brothas wanna us out?
Name names, it'd be the best to shut the fuck up
Get up, jacked up and macked up
You're scared and froze of exposed
I own Harlem, I bone Harlem, me the mayor
my borough, you don't want no problems
I'm on now, you pop, all jokes aside
I the top, you glide the bottom
Pitfall, 5 9, my dick, balls
Shit y'all, flat line to stick your's
We flip off basic and 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
Bust off quick, and then, guns go

I move like Arthur Ash God
4 raquets, 8 balls and no
Every a heated discussion
The industry was like a that needed precussion
I brun the music, shit that make crews
that I'm the illest, this is Q.U. shit
I to heat-hole, now I'm takin over like the repo'
Bitches roll, Cee-Lo that'll sniff a kilo'
We went Frank's and greens to shanks and beans
Now we our Navigators to banks in Queen's
Y'all can't fuck around, words ain't right
Every time I touch the mic, they say "Perb right"
But that's the truth though, d'oh, that's it
they 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 bring stash out
You shouldn't throw rocks if you in glass house
Sneak your weak at us, on the low though
Where these cats from, speakin about po'
He got cash to cop and I'm {*car crashing*}
But of y'all cats just catchin up to Rae' last year
Got guns in the jungle, call 'em
The chrome, the steel, the 20-shot
While y'all niggas cop jars, me and my niggas cop
head from rock stars
We blowin apart, I'm smashin the charts
How I see it? (Yo, how you see it?)

Raekwon

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

[Rhyme
Fly iceberg, nice with verbs, precise words
Bently swerve, hit the curb, jump out, cock back, out
Shut block down, get out, criminal route
Gangsta shit, can't now, gun in your mouth
Cream Team killas, cacoon cats caterpillars
Giant size gorillas, break backs from the skrilla
Scratch, greenback track, Fed's
That's my word, disrespect Recca, get what you
Inferno, melt down mic's, in my afterlife
Broke bread with on the last night
Apocalypse, sleep 4-5th, 2 clips
Passport, with the removable micro-chip
Specialist, 40-karat necklace
bracelet, Cream Team crisp the basic