Luyện nghe bài hát Represent

Refrain: ("I'm the calm one, but my crew is sick")
Yeah, Big L is the to represent.

One: Big L

Yo, on the mic is Big L, brother who kicks flavs, God.
Known for sendin' MCs to the graveyard.
I a gat, not a slingshot;
step to this and get an ass-whoopin' like Rodney got.
Or get beat to your death Cochise,
my laws is no peace, the police.
MCs get braggin' cash they collect,
but them chumps is Ray Charles,
'cause they seen no money yet.
Trash I tax and spark,
I be wettin' niggas up like water rides at Park.
A nigga stuck me, and that ain't son,
so I got gun, they wet him and his honey bun.
'cause phony faggots I froze, a fact,
I flip fast on foes with fantastic flows.
L is the type, I'm rough as a metal pipe,
fuck a Benz, 'cause I pull skins on a pedal-bike.
Props, I got the most, no MC close,coast-to-coast,
I host, foes I roast, adios, I'm ghost...

Verse Two:

Yo, street ? in New York is a place this stands
with a machete I'm a crazy Scissorhands.
Born with a thirst to kill,
I can tap 200 from a $50 bill.
bitch-niggas down with a hundred pound axe
like I was raised by lumberjacks.
So in a battle I be stabbin',choppin' MCs trees,
buildin' cabins.
I'm a maniac magician, cadabra,
makin' pain appear 'cause I'm-a arusty chain to make a noose
to choke your ass so hard, spittin' fuckin' Adam's Apple juice.
So check the magic show by Deshawn,
and witness the way I put you to death a magic wand.
your home to a casket,
turn your wife into a widow and your son a bastard.
'cause I love to MCs sufferin',
for big, heavy bags of Bufferin.
Baseball 'em, splattin' 'em,
so many records, my cases went platinum.
is nice;
known for givin' out head without touchin' dice.
pain and punishment from the Boogie Down Bronxter...
D'Shawn the maniac mobster.

Verse Three: Finesse

the F-I-N-E-double-S-E,
don't play or me
that shit don't impress me
I make papes off the shit I create, and dictate
So get your motherfuckin shit
I got and I'm hard to kill,
So y'all bitch-ass rappes chill and just guard your grill
You a mic and always get hype
bout fuckin niggaz up
When you can bearly beat your dick
So ridin my dilznick
I can still kick the ill shit on the motherfuckin real tip
Hit like when I'm brawlin
who think I'm fallin, I'll play your monkey-ass like a organ
I got crazy niggas in the city
Got mad bitches, but it's not I'm a motherfuckin pretty-boy
I'm ruthless, I'm not on that tip
That shit played out with that Beat Street/Electric shit
I'll stomp any that you ???
if they ass is weak, they better chill and a seat
And go 'head with they master
Stevie Wonder see me 'fore half you rappers can
You hang and you're fallin fast
You that's trash better dash and start haulin ass
I'm out to rag shit
Fuck up a show, collect my
and step off with a bad
Spectators always the best time
they come to a show and hear a funky Lord Finesse rhyme
I'm out to get bigger, and make rich figures
You'll never catch Finesse associating bitch niggaz
I work overtime when it's to go for mine
Crab-ass rappers, don't even front 'cause ya'll know the
So time for me to step
to Showbiz and AG and I'm off to the left

Verse AG

it. A to the G is gonna wreck it.
On stage, on my record, so nigga don't it.
I'm the man. The is on my right hand.
(His is Show nitwit, so get wit the program)
I get a hit my buddha blessed.
my hat to the back, now let's see who's the best.
I my pockets fat, never ever flat.
Niggas wanna jack, my .45 ain't that.
get no dough, so why try?
Think it's gonna be a hit 'n' Wrong, it's a drive-by.
Niggas catchin' tantrums,because your girl's never safe
the Phantom.
They I'm-a fall;
they must be down with Jackson 'cause that shit is Off The Wall.
You don't believe me, ask that brother
snatchin' hotties, grabbin' hotties, lettin' know.
You come wrong if you come strong...
YOU BETTER CATCH WRECK! Mothafucker, I the song.
Styles will vary, won't carry over.
Don't fuck no Devil, I'd rather marry Oprah.
Yeah, you got it, I'm pro-black,
and my are so phat, I pay my dues, I don't owe jack.
You my style, I can spot it.
Tryin' real to get it,
you can forget it, you don't got it.
And my are excellent.Diggin' in the Crates
and time to Represent!