Luyện nghe bài hát Seven One Eight

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

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

BK is you wit me New York
else you can suck up my titties
Eat a Big Mac and go to
In an old bucket it yo it ain't hard to tell
That we got this on smash
Now we gonna put you on
Written in my shit you dead last
look like you did a hundred yard dash

In a 90 yard gym you busted
Bootleg tap a keg it like mustard
On my always fun
Got girls out on the run
Scared and they like they saw a gun
Maybe they did they crib
where I woke up this morning
'Cause he said that you
Don't like him he was snoring
You can his ass back while I'm out touring

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

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

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

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

I got a big ass wad of in my pockets
Still my fans get me like rockets
At the here we go
Backstage underage and I it slow
Oh my God what's the
We get hot sex served on a
Nick paddy wack givin' Matt a boner
So paper but we ain't stoners

Go'n get for the night
act like a child tonight yo
Fancy got me dancin', you take off your and
You get in your underoos
So so moved by my rap
Yo what the fuck is wrong with
What the fuck you think we here to do huh?
Shake yo shit yo shit
Do it, do it this, can you handle it?