Luyện nghe bài hát Real Hip - Hop

They not
Set it off, South
Set it off, it

The real is over here
The real is over there
The real is over here
The hip-hop is over there

It's a demo, a demo, it's a demo, it's a demo
Steppin' out the Limo, KRS-One, in you
From the get-go throw 'em out the window
'em like a nickel, peep the hottest single
He'll sink them like the SS

That kid that rocks the Benz, rocks the Pinto
my signal, I rock the rap game like Nintendo
Hey diddle, diddle, get played now like a
I watch you wiggle in front of the that was fickle

Now, you can't make a nickel, the pickle you are
KRS-One, ninety-seven
I got one thing to say and let me this clear
Everywhere, now, your hands in the air

The real hip-hop is over
The real hip-hop is over
The real is over here
The real hip-hop, throw your in the air

Yo, rockin' rooftops, knahmsayin'?
Internet',
KRS, vandalizin', yaknahmsayin'? With the Mic
Boogie Down, Uptown,
It's dope, it out

I ain't doin' a show or bringin' all the money in
Or at the studio, or home
I'm out Funkmaster Flex on cassette
As he wrecks sets with many subjects

Huff now the Blastmaster connects, the larynx
To a mic set, you get what you get
and Sway, index of singles is complex
On Technics sets, he wrecks, collects a fee

While you rejects practice, suffix and
Hip-hop I reads it and mark your incompleted
I seen it, saw it, back in
Platinum rappers, yo that can't live
Their facilities, lack the ability
For lyric battle? You're killin' me

The hip-hop is over here
The hip-hop is over there
The real hip-hop is over
The hip-hop, throw your hands in the air

The hip-hop is over there
The real hip-hop is it over
The hip-hop, yo, it's over there
The real hip, now throw your in the air

Throw hands in the air
(Get now)
your hands in the air
(Get now)
your hands in the air
(Get now)

Aiyyo, I'm breakin' in this rap thing, I've waitin'
Ready for the world, rude awakening
Homo sapiens, [Incomprehensible] every stadium
Scholars and players, here to Las
Embrace the papers, land of makers
Brothers hate us 'cause the brothers us

Yo yo, from coast to coast overdose you and BDP you
And Kris-Kross your mind, wanna be you
A Uptown thing, premier
Throw your hands in the air, baby, on

How many wanna get they rep torn?
From Joe to Cage and mics in my days, I abuse
The mic get lifted, the gets amused
I got next, you