Luyện nghe bài hát Seven One Eight

Brooklyn, from the seven one eight it
Brooklyn, from the one eight it goes
Brooklyn, the seven one eight it goes
Brooklyn, from the one eight it goes
Brooklyn, from the seven one eight it
Brooklyn, the seven one eight it goes

Brooklyn, the seven one eight it goes
Brooklyn, from the seven one it goes
Brooklyn, from the one eight it goes
Brooklyn, from the seven one it goes
Brooklyn, from the seven one eight it
Brooklyn, the seven one eight it goes

BK is you wit me New York
Everywhere else you can up my titties
Eat a Big Mac and go to
In an old bucket fuck it yo it ain't to tell
That we got party on smash
Now we put you on blast
Written in my shit list you last
Face look like you did a hundred yard

In a 90 gym you look busted
Bootleg tap a keg spread it like
On my always fun
Got girls out on the run
Scared and they like they saw a gun
Maybe did they boyfriend's crib
That's where I woke up this
'Cause he that you boring
Don't like him anyway he was
You can have his ass back while I'm out

Brooklyn, from the seven one it goes
Brooklyn, from the seven one it goes
Brooklyn, the seven one eight it goes
Brooklyn, the seven one eight it goes
Brooklyn, from the seven one eight it
Brooklyn, from the seven one it goes

Yo Brooklyn, yo Bronx, Manhattan, yo
Staten Island, yo Jersey and in between yo
Holla if you or an English bloke
And if you what I mean seen
Baseball bat in the back
Of Matt's car and I travel far
Much than you witcha Metro Card
ass is on welfare

That's okay so am I,
Still put my thing down tonight
One time for your mind five of a
Look at all the look how they lined up
At the door want more
I bring grams to the crackers s'mores
Say oh no, say hell yeah, oh no, yeah
Now shots in the air

Brooklyn, the seven one eight it goes
Brooklyn, the seven one eight it goes
Brooklyn, from the one eight it goes
Brooklyn, from the seven one eight it
Brooklyn, from the seven one it goes
Brooklyn, from the one eight it goes

I got a big ass wad of nothing in my
Still my fans get me high rockets
At the show we go
Backstage and I drink it slow
Oh my God the matter?
We get hot sex on a platter
nack paddy wack givin' Matt a boner
So much paper but we ain't

Go'n get wild for the
Don't act like a tonight yo
Fancy got me dancin', you take off pants and
You get rude in your
So so moved by my rap
Yo what the fuck is wrong you?
the fuck you think we came here to do huh?
Shake yo shit yo shit
Do it, do it this, can you handle it?