Luyện nghe bài hát Power

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

Eh yo, his got karats in it
Swift description, E-320 nigga
a raw dinosaur chain, hang to his thing
It's like, he pump isolated, still cashin in
Niggas in the hood him, drew a vase of him
Blaze 'em, he actin like raisin him
This is hydrogen, son ain't as him
He like Maguyver, chin 4 with him
Roll relentless, desert that he hold is a gift
Shash the list, his miss dick
Technique, tech scream
Bet CREAM, them jet like a vet swing
Nigga like Nicolas Cage with the in your braids
2 cannons that'll spray, rockin suede
Suck this alcohol dick
y'all niggas with hits
We bout to shit on y'all

Y'all brothas call us out?
Name names, it'd be the best to shut the fuck up
Get pimp-smacked up, up and macked up
You're scared and of bein exposed
I own Harlem, I Harlem, call me the mayor
It's my borough, you want no problems
I'm on now, you dead pop, all 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 you never been told
You did book bitin off of my scrolls
We hit man, Colombo, coats and hats to
Bust off quick, and then, go back

I move like Ash against God
4 raquets, 8 balls and no
Every cypher's a discussion
The industry was like a beat needed precussion
I brun the music, shit that make crews
State that I'm the illest, this is Q.U.
I used to heat-hole, now I'm over like the repo'
that 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
When drop this shit, I'm gon' cop that shit
The new star, you me? I'm at the juice bar
Y'all once hap' niggas, me 2 stars

[Chip
I heard y'all rappin about, but bring your stash out
You shouldn't throw rocks if you livin in house
Sneak weak shit at us, on the low though
Where these cats come from, speakin po'
He got cash to cop and I'm crashin {*car
But half of y'all cats just catchin up to Rae' year
Got guns in the jungle, 'em Jurassic
The chrome, the steel, the 20-shot
y'all niggas cop jars, me and my niggas cop bars
Gettin head from stars
We blowin apart, I'm smashin the charts
How I see it? (Yo, how you see it?)

Chorus:

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

Recca]
Fly like iceberg, nice with verbs, precise
Bently swerve, hit the curb, jump out, back, spit out
Shut block down, get out, criminal route
Gangsta shit, can't now, gun in your mouth
Cream Team killas, cats like caterpillars
Giant size gorillas, break niggas 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 Christ on the night
Apocalypse, sleep 4-5th, 2 clips
Passport, cellphone with the removable
Specialist, Sicillian necklace
Matching bracelet, Cream Team crisp the