Luyện nghe bài hát Power

Take it off, 'nough kid, take it off
We take it from the east to the west to the north to the south
Show what it's about
Don't make me no gun in your mouth
How long is your cream? This long?

Eh yo, his got karats in it
Swift description, E-320 nigga
Rock a raw dinosaur chain, to his thang
Its like, he pump isolated, still cashin' in

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

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

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

Yall brothas call us out?
names, otherwise itd be the wise to shut the fuck up
Get up, jacked up and macked up
Youre scared and froze of exposed

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

Pitfall, 5 foot 9, my dick
Shit yall, leave flat line to yours
We off basic and brace it
8 kills, 47 to taste it

Never understand what you never been
You did your book bitin' off of my
We hit man, Colombo, coats and to match
Bust off quick, and then, guns go

Ah yo, I move Arthur Ash against God
4 raquets, 8 and no practice
Every cyphers a heated
The industry was like a beat that needed

And I brun the music, that make crews flip
Y'all might say that Im the illest, this is Q.U.
I used to heat-hole, now Im takin' like the repo
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
Every I touch the mic, they say, "Perb aint right"

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

I heard yall rappin' about, but bring your stash out
You throw rocks if you livin' in glass house
Sneak your weak shit at us, on the low
Where these come from, speakin' about Po

He got to cop and Im crashin'
But half of yall cats catchin' up to Rae last year
Got in the jungle, call em Jurassic
The chrome, the steel, the 22-shot

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

Eh yo, what you wanna be when you 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

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

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

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