Luyện nghe bài hát Seven One Eight

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

BK is you wit me New City
Everywhere else you can 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 party on smash
Now we put you on blast
in my shit list you dead last
Face like you did a hundred yard dash

In a 90 gym you look busted
tap a keg spread it like mustard
On my buns fun
Got girls out on the run
Scared and they lookin' like saw a gun
Maybe they did they boyfriend's
That's where I up this morning
he said that you boring
Don't him anyway he was snoring
You can have his ass while I'm out touring

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

Yo Brooklyn, yo Bronx, Manhattan, yo
Staten Island, yo and everywhere in between yo
Holla if you broke or an bloke
And if you know what I mean
Baseball bat in the seat
Of Matt's car and I travel far
Much further than you Metro Card
Betcho ass is on

That's okay so am I,
Still put my thing down tonight
One time for your mind of a kind
Look at all the people look how they up
At the door they 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, from the one eight it goes
Brooklyn, from the seven one eight it
Brooklyn, the seven one eight it goes
Brooklyn, from the one eight it goes
Brooklyn, from the 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
underage and I drink it slow
Oh my God the matter?
We get hot sex served on a
nack paddy wack givin' Matt a boner
So much paper but we stoners

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