Luyện nghe bài hát Rare Species

1-2, 1-2

Yo, however do u want, do you need p
My bring it back to life, back to reality
You walk a fine line playin wit mine, the greatest story told in rhyme
We in ninety-five, wit demo raw raps is knives
To skin all cats alive
Take your time don't rush the clock, infamous rock for now
Pass like my duns on lock the pot down slow
But assuring this, these
ass heads catchin shakes, feenishly
I ball in this, word assortin this, probably this
Of course kids keepin sights upon this
Exclusiveness, like some new type of
We got them things fixed, the wrong man in my click
You get charged wit to kick that bullshhh
Welcome to the ledge of this shhh

[havoc]

Yo, we the men for the
You know the m-o, b-b's, warrior style, rare
Catch us on your block , on your wide-screen
From jones beach to over-seas over there
It's right back to the beats, longevity to all the great grand

Yo, for my qbc duns, it's all real hold it
You yours, we bust ours and stand on firm ground
Pass the while i, handle the henny thinkin
You never catch me sleepin, stay on top of properly
I know they watchin me, if not they probably waitin for a
on my property, we got the remedy
Let em get a little cold, let em the tree smoke
Hit em where we blow and don't let nobody
The in the grass, you gotta watch where you move
Son, get loaded, don't ever run wit the crowd son
Stick and move, you me?
And the way we rock it, the only way to live
If you really about it
Every move is humble wit precision, careful decisions
And my whole cli-tique the vision
41st till I dearly depart, then I'll be somewhere gettin bent up in a den
Sippin gin, while you shook cats just pretend to be
That your not and that's not my friend
On a personal, I ain't even you cats
Don't even acknowledge the that you weak raps
We bust gats at, on the reg at
Son you know we passed that, get em outta here, 'cause you have that

Four pounds, off grounds
Fire off a rounds, I heard return fire 3% of the time
dogs was wives actin like girls, get feminine when handlin guns
You run or take the window, son
Or feel hot one, we rip all strifes dun dun
Without a fight son, we keep the house dope ? pie fendis?
We and pop henny, gettin wet on the daily, and
Peers get chilly, turnin fully
Now they bandin, rehanded and got remanded, faught
A one to three from v-o-p and n-c-c-v
And send me up a hub to a facilities
What could I do but sneak, burn a tree, or tobacco
Or wait until my served and get released
Cool, back on the streets I seen some old
I still hold heat to send your ass to trauma
These kids started to drilling like they and willing
I gave em exactly no time to switch
out, to my man, look out
Commits to warfare, and these to sleep like this here
Seventy-two like as if I was on the top
Hours of about how i'ma tip they ass up out the basket
Beligerant heads, I'm bashing
No of the man nor his action
Class now is session, "soldiers boys, today's aim is: never show heat
And don't it"
You life, wit a man who lives by the sword
And dies naturally against all common
What, on and peed on