Luyện nghe bài hát Power

Take it off, sho' kid, take it off
We gon' it from the east to the west to the north to the south
y'all what it's about
Don't make me throw no gun in mouth
Know? How long is cream? This long?

Eh yo, his belt got in it
Swift description, E-320 pitchin'
a raw dinosaur chain, hang to his thang
Its like, he pump isolated, cashin' in cream

in the hood hate him, drew a vase of him
Blaze em, he actin' Shallah raisin' him
This is hydrogen, son live as him
He Maguyver, chin 4 spies with him

Roll relentless, desert that he hold is a gift
the list, give his miss dick
Technique, sex scream
the bet cream, them alligators jet like a vet swing

Nigga Nicolas Cage with the gage in your braids
2 cannons thatll spray, rockin' suede
this drunk alcohol dick
Fuck yall niggas with hits, we 'bout to on yall shit

Yall wanna call us out?
Name names, otherwise itd be the wise to the fuck up
Get pimp-smacked up, up and macked up
Youre scared and froze of bein'

I own Harlem, I Harlem, call me the Mayor
Its my borough, you dont want no
Im on now, you pop, all jokes aside
I ride the top, you glide the

Pitfall, 5 9, my dick balls
Shit yall, leave flat line to stick
We off basic and brace it
8 kills, 47 ways to it

Never what you never been told
You did your book off of my scrolls
We hit man, Colombo, coats and hats to
Bust off quick, and then, guns go

Ah yo, I move like Arthur Ash God
4 raquets, 8 balls and no
Every cyphers a discussion
The industry was like a that needed percussion

And I brun the music, shit make crews flip
might say that Im the illest, this is Q.U. shit
I used to heat-hole, now Im takin' over like the
No bitches roll, cee-lo thatll sniff a kilo

We went from Franks and beans to and greens
Now we our navigators to banks in Queens
Yall cant fuck around, your words aint
time I touch the mic, they say, "Perb aint right"

But the truth though, doh, infact thats it
they drop this shit, Im gon cop that shit
It's the new star, you want me? Im at the bar
Yall hap niggas, give me 2 stars

I heard what rappin' about, but bring your stash out
You shouldnt throw if you livin' in glass house
Sneak your shit at us, on the low though
Where cats come from, speakin' about Po

He got to cop and Im crashin'
But half of yall just catchin' up to Rae last year
Got in the jungle, call em Jurassic
The chrome, the steel, the plastic

While niggas cop jars, me and my niggas cop bars
Gettin' from rock stars
We blowin' everything apart, Im smashin' the
How I see it? Yo, how you see it?

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

Fly like iceberg, with verbs, precise words
Bentley swerve, hit the curb, jump out, cock back, out
Shut your down, get out, criminal route
Gangsta shit, talk now, gun in your mouth

team killas, cocoon cats like caterpillars
Giant size gorillas, break niggas backs the skrilla
Scratch, greenback track, Feds
Thats my word, Recca, get what you deserve

Inferno, melt down mics, millionaire in my
Broke bread with on the last night
Apocalypse, with 4-5th, 2 clips
Passport, cellphone the removable micro-chip
Specialist, 40-karat Sicilian
Matching bracelet, cream crisp the basic