Luyện nghe bài hát Power

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

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

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

relentless, desert that he hold is a gift wish
Smash the list, give his dick
Technique, operation sex
About the bet cream, them alligators jet a vet swing

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

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

I own Harlem, I bone Harlem, call me the
Its my borough, you dont no problems
Im on now, you dead pop, all aside
I the top, you glide the bottom

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

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

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

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

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

But thats the truth though, doh, thats it
When 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 yall rappin' about, but bring your stash out
You shouldnt throw if you livin' in glass house
your weak shit at us, on the low though
Where these come from, speakin' about Po

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

While yall niggas cop jars, me and my cop bars
Gettin' from 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 ways

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

Cream team killas, cats like caterpillars
Giant size gorillas, niggas backs from the skrilla
Scratch, greenback track, berserk
Thats my word, disrespect Recca, get what you

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