Luyện nghe bài hát Salute Part Ii

"Yeah, they talkin rap."
"We don't rap, its not about rap we livin it they talkin about.
It's not about college or what you read in a newspaper or magazine. Its hear its reality, is our nature. Its how we live."

Now on Earth wanna rap, we burnt all of that
Knocked off the game, and cold broke is
Gang Starr, Billy Danze and Big Slap
to Laze, big schools and big gats
You whip it right so pick up the pace
Word to grimy niggas, they want to stick up the
Word to hiphop, a crib that's laced
Primo's breaks, the mental, that's all
We got credentials galore, fuck a vending tour
Yet, still, I be at the around-the-way
Near where niggas be slinging innocent get hit by straight
And cops, protect the community
While cops, be harrasing you and me
Pullin me over, in of the crib, in front of my neighbors
Askin for favors, here's a and why you
my behavior?
Pursuing me, to catch me off quard
I shrug scars, you see a lot of hoes at bars
I don't care what beats my do
sun you, plus I see right through
Its way it to me and M.O.P.
To Get a Rep, nigga, you best to step, nigga, Salute!

Holdin it
ass rappers
Dead
em
(Is this hiphop) no this is war
Heavy artillery, in my
- change 5th line to: M.O.P.*

[Billy

Aiyyo, the called surivival *echoes* I admit
As a soldier, I've a lot of shit
To the so-called dude, I ain't mad at you
But I wish I of had to do the shit I had to do
true, I would jump up in a Bamma
And travle miles of road to unload this
(And I) Notice ?colors? when they
At the baby boy of and Frank Danze
I won't stress the
But I will think about size slug best for the occasion
(It's so amazin) ???? pop
Like Williams till you fuckers bury me
(Who we be!) What, wrong, nigga?
(First Family) Come, on, nigga!
(Ain't nothin cute) My is ready to shoot
For the love of the First thugs, Salute!

[Lil'

you slit your wrist, bitch, imagine this
M.O.P., Gang (Damn!) hazardous
that got love for this hiphop and shit
Makin words at the same time poppin shit
I used to go to jams, and drop
Before I left told me (Boy take your hammer!)
Sure nuff, shit got
Dumped off my first clip at a house
I love this rap shit, though, the love is
But fuck the parties, my nigga, I lost a there
Only if I'm gettin (That's right)
And the shit gon' benefit the
I snatch a mic, it out, bad
Even have you smooth niggas fuckin up yours and your outfit
I be, the slugger (Signing out)
Act like you what I'm about, Salute!