Luyện nghe bài hát Power

Take it off, 'nough kid
it off
We gon' it from the East to the West
to the North to the
Show y'all it's about
make me throw no gun in your mouth
You
How is your CREAM? This long?

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

Y'all brothas call us out?
Name names, otherwise it'd be the best to the fuck up
Get pimp-smacked up, up and macked up
You're scared and froze of exposed
I own Harlem, I bone Harlem, me the mayor
It's my borough, you want no problems
I'm on now, you dead pop, all jokes
I ride the top, you the bottom
Pitfall, 5 foot 9, my dick,
Shit y'all, leave flat line to your's
We flip off and brace it
8 kills, 47 ways to it
Never understand you never been told
You did your bitin off of my scrolls
We hit man, Colombo, coats and to match
Bust off quick, and then, go back

I move Arthur Ash against God
4 raquets, 8 balls and no
Every cypher's a heated
The industry was like a that needed precussion
I brun the music, shit that crews flip
State I'm the illest, this is Q.U. shit
I to heat-hole, now I'm takin over like the repo'
that roll, Cee-Lo that'll sniff a kilo'
We went from Frank's and greens to shanks and
Now we drive our Navigators to banks in
Y'all fuck around, your words ain't right
time I touch the mic, they say "Perb ain't 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 hap' niggas, give me 2 stars

Banks]
I heard what y'all rappin about, but bring stash out
You shouldn't throw rocks if you in glass house
Sneak weak shit at us, on the low though
Where these cats from, speakin about 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, call 'em
The chrome, the steel, the 20-shot
While y'all cop jars, me and my niggas cop bars
Gettin head from rock
We everything apart, I'm smashin the charts
How I see it? (Yo, how you see it?)

Raekwon

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

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