Luyện nghe bài hát Power

Take it off, 'nough kid, take it off
We gon' it from the east to the west to the north to the south
Show y'all it's about
make me throw no gun in your mouth
Know? How long is your cream? This

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

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

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

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

Yall wanna call us out?
Name names, otherwise itd be the wise to shut the up
Get pimp-smacked up, up and macked up
scared 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 jokes
I ride the top, you glide the

Pitfall, 5 foot 9, my dick
yall, leave flat line to stick yours
We flip off and brace it
8 kills, 47 ways to it

Never understand you never been told
You did book bitin' off of my scrolls
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 balls and no
Every cyphers a heated
The industry was like a beat that needed

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

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

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

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

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

yall niggas cop jars, me and my niggas cop bars
Gettin' from rock stars
We everything apart, Im smashin' the charts
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 tryin' to be us
Say somethin' always, got a future? Stay out the
And get yourself right, a 100 more

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

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

Inferno, melt down mics, in my afterlife
bread with Christ on the last night
Apocalypse, sleep with 4-5th, 2
Passport, cellphone with the micro-chip
Specialist, Sicilian necklace
Matching bracelet, team crisp the basic