Luyện nghe bài hát Prove Something

it Dre, oh God
Yeah, got that gangsta, gangsta, gully,
Yeah, big business, Joe the don
Terror baby, BX Boro, holdin' down to the death
It's realer than this you heard, uh what, huh

It's I'm always out to prove somethin'
Every time I stop on the
I set up and try to move somethin'
And I'm talkin' kilo's and pounds
Fuck a eagle
I got shit that over 300 rounds

Can tell by the on my neck
I spar the best
Joey boombay-ay, hit hard with the
Sharp the right, I don't know why I bother
not retarded
Man ya know the squadron is like

And he can get it too
But I let him die slow death I just collectin' his food
I'm deadin' ya
To ya the truth we not stoppin'
I'm like lil' lease from B-street man I poppin'

The streets knockin' my shit, the D's watchin' my
We can do this however, glock or the fifth
I you chumps to frame, right where you standin'
Daughter slaughtered and maimed you should have paid the

It's the T E R R O R squad, nigga get it
It's the Joe the Don
And the kid hard, ask the clique
be like you crazy, he got classic shit

It's the T E R R O R squad, nigga get it
the nigga Joe the Don
And the kid flow hard, ask the
Niggas be you crazy, he got classic shit

It's the killa kid from the
Holdin' down to the
You can hear the comin'
By the sound of the

A hundred in a sec
you on front page
You would think I was with the ROC
The way I just

I puff haze to my mind at ease
Can't wait for the day to see Shyne
This Hip Hop shit is unjust, who you gon'
When most of these label execs is dumb fucks

I keep a gun under my belly
Only nigga on the island makin' from the celly
We belly on the DV, 60 inch TV
Flat attach to the back of the CP

This need me, I'm like Gotti once I'm gone
All you have left is a bunch of fake dons
Champagne with the women, run a for the puddin'
It's all the same, runnin' trains with my hoodmen

A bunch of goodmen, but get it confused
We like in heat nigga, nothin' to loose
I know you seen the out scene
Don't make us
'Cuz I rather be up in [incomprehensible] with a featured actress

the T E R R O R squad, nigga get it right
It's the Joe the Don
And the kid flow hard, ask the
Niggas be like you crazy, he got shit

It's the T E R R O R squad, get it right
It's the Joe the Don
And the kid flow hard, ask the
Niggas be like you crazy, he got classic

Yea, yea, uh, brought to you
By the realest motherfuckers in game
The Terror Squad, yea, real niggas, real dons
Real G's ha, ha, on, woo, uh
Ton' Montana in peace forever, never forget, Big Pun