Luyện nghe bài hát Reputation

Can we hear the please..
Blaow! who are we? (we..) {reputation!}
Who are we? (we..) {reputation!}
Only the best touch the
(one two, check one two) you know
Chubb rock, krs-one, get 'cha blown
Now we gon' about.. {reputation!}
.. reputation
(it's to blow.. shit's about to blow big)
{reputation!}
(mental countdown) {reputation!}
Lyrical skills we bring for the
(we have liftoff) rock come down!

[chubb
I am the big figure, the bass drum hitter
The I am what I am nigga
A flow like lava, to heat up the
Heat up ya mat'ta, go stick her daughter
I oughta, joe your opera
Crowd rock ya, I you scream "oooh ah ah!"
I, mental big head
Praying for a battle if ya battle, you're
Get diesel, I do ya like they did siegal
I'm on the mic and kris is really on the
Cuttin, and recuttin
Your english bugged so you do me nuttin
Laced up and the beat real tight
Your song is and I get focused right
the eq, be who, be you
When you're to be me, you and your crew
Just stop, before the gets too hot
You need respect - to get a rep

Tra la la la la la la la lay
We the freshest deejay in today, hey hey!
Tra la la la la la la la lay
We the deejay, in america today - hey hey!

[chubb
Well the lyrics of my peers have course here's
Platinum lp's, the is to swear, yeah!
And who wears and what, fashion is up
And designer cut is more corrupt
an open and shut case, no ill look is on my face
While the growls, profound nouns buy a vowel
I'm because, "you must learn"
Before you croak, I've dope since I was sperm
Sellin records, but of with no return
On the mic you I burn baby {*inhales*}
With your beats you know you no respect
Kids haven't walked wild "go stet"
And I bet when they stage rock they get
They need to get crude and extra rude
The spirits have your lyrics so I slept
Got z's, tryin to get a rep

If you thinkin that it's krs you wanna out
You better reroute quick you got it, all
See when I grab the microphone is finished
You better reroute you got it, all wrong
I do not mean to you but we simply are the best ones
And you can call him chubb or you can me krs-one
Either way get done, anywhere, any one
Me and lyrics one ton, up and choose one son
In nineteen-ninety-sess, krs is in his
You weaken and collapse like michael at the (? )
You more ish than a senator
You can't last, just call me enema, cause I'll be in
Ass-teroid, to merkatroid
I'm that 6l microphone humanoid
like sigmund freud
But I get annoyed, cause rappers have no brain
These hardcore crack me up like cocaine
got no skill or game
They like that commercial that be sayin
"ask for minoxonil, rogaine"
True skills I explain
The t'cha breaks the campaign plain

{people always about..}
Complete blowout, blowout {reputation!}
Check, blowout {reputation!}
{people always about..}
"now I understand what talkin about" {reputation!}
"now I understand what they're about" {reputation!}
"now I understand they're talkin about"