Luyện nghe bài hát Salute

[Intro: 50 sample]
Fix your motherfuckin nigga!
Look at fuckin chimpanzees
of fuckin monkeys...

(Mr. Porter!)

[Chorus: Pharoahe
I been shot, I stabbed
I all that I have to give
And I ran, never have
Just so all you niggaz can
I never there would come a day
When my people would turn me
And it tears me apart
Cause I deserve a Heart
you should salute me, nigga you should salute me
Nigga you should salute me, nigga you salute me
Nigga you should salute me, nigga you salute me
I, I showed you a soldier's about, nigga you should salute me

[Joe
Joe Budden shit, ridiculed and lovin it
The hood know I'm the dude that it
Paved the way for my sons, down the cement for my semen
Ain't my fault got stuck in it
Lately, it change like the weather, one minute love me
then they hate me; I'm through shenanigans
I don't care if ain't a fan of him
Can't checkmate a nigga with the moves of a mannequin
Talkin they wan' go somewhere to meet me
Man they wan' go somewhere to meet me
Easy involve cops in it
Got the key to my city, how the FUCK you think you got in it?
Bitch!

Da 5'9"]
21
On the hip of 21 goons, salutin
Bloody funds is what murder money
21 bodies on all 21
You the D and you don't fuck with me, you lame
The streets and the internet fuck me the same
So later for that shit
Cause nigga I'll smoke you, that's why they say I on that blunt shit
Niggaz'll spray you up before they wet your up
Then shoot the baby to shut your baby up
And I'm in with the bread
I hold niggaz doin time in the feds
talk to 'em

[Joell
greet a general
I'd to take steps down to be on a pedestal
I am the 1-8 after the 7 do
it my all but you want more, you lil' beggar you!
Mean it's terrible, I showed anyone's edible
Never give that's not respectable
Never spit that's not incredible
Never my soul for numbers left of the decimal
I done fucked up movements like palsy
You don't know me, don't me - I'll throw lead at you
Mean I earned e'ry stripe and you it
When you see me put yo' hand on yo' head and it forward

I]
Before shots land on head and push it forward
Eastside Long Beach, I'm only pushin words
I organize a street
You know I broke bread with at least half of ya
Out of town, hundred pound weed
Got niggaz rockin Long Beach fitteds in East
I been stabbed, I been shot, a imperfect
Like my Grape Street niggaz I got a Heart
I your bitch at the beauty salon on Windham
They take a nap on lawn on a Louis Vuitton pillow
Waitin for you to run out and say
Come out your face frontin, out and spray somethin
Bloaw! So now