Luyện nghe bài hát Represent

Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!

Straight up shit is real and any day could be last in the jungle
Get on the humble, guns'll blast, niggas tumble
The corners is the hot spot, full of mad
Who care, guzzling beers, we all stare
At the (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) They better break North
Before we get the four pounders, and take face off
The streets is filled undercovers, homicide chasing brothers
The D.A.'s on the roof, to, watch us and knock us
And killer coppers, even through in helicopters
I drink a little vodka, spark a L and hold a for
The fronters, wannabe ill and spot runners
Thinking it can't til I, trap em and clap em
And leave em done, won't even run Gods
I don't believe in none of that shit, your are backwards
Nas is a rebel of the corner
Pulling a Tec out the dresser, police got me under

Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!

Yo, they call me Nas, I'm not your legal type of
drinking, marijuana smoking street dweller
Who's always on the corner, up blessed
When I dress, it's never less than Guess
Cold be with a bop and my hat turned back
Love committing sins and my sell crack
This nigga raps a razor, keep it under my tongue
The school drop-out, never the shit from day one
life ain't shit but stress fake niggas and crab stunts
So I guzzle my Hennesey while on mad blunts
The brutalizer, crew de-sizer,
The type of who be pissing in your elevator
Somehow the rap game me of the crack game
Used to sport Bally's and with black frames
Now I'm into fat chains, sex and
Fly new and new kicks, Heine's and Beck's

Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!

No see my, stacks are fat, this is what it's about
the BDP conflict with MC Shan
Around the when Shante dissed the Real Roxxane
I used to up every morning, see my crew on the block
Every day's a plan that had us running from cops
If it wasn't hanging out in of cocaine spots
We was at the candy factory, the locks
Nowadays, I need the in a flash just like the next man
a yard God, let me see a hundred grand
Could use a gun Son, but fuck being the man
But if I hit rock bottom then be the Son of Sam
call the crew to get live too
With Swoop, Hakim, my brother Jungle, Big Bo, cooks up the
Mike'll chop it, Mayo, you count the
My shit is on the streets, this way the Jakes'll stop it
It's brain on drugs, to all fly bitches and thugs
respect to the projects, I'm ghost, One Love

ya'll, represent!
ya'll, represent!
ya'll, represent!
ya'll, represent!