Luyện nghe bài hát Power

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

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

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

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

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

Yall brothas wanna us out?
Name names, itd be the wise to shut the fuck up
Get up, jacked up and macked up
scared and froze of bein' exposed

I own Harlem, I Harlem, call 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 9, my dick balls
Shit yall, leave flat line to stick
We off basic and brace it
8 kills, 47 ways to it

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

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

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

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

But thats the 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 once hap niggas, me 2 stars

I heard what rappin' about, but bring your stash out
You throw rocks if you livin' in glass house
Sneak weak 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 yall cop jars, me and my niggas cop bars
Gettin' head from stars
We blowin' apart, Im smashin' the charts
How I see it? Yo, how you see it?

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

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

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

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