Luyện nghe bài hát Shine

(Swizz Beatz throughout song)

All right...
Swizz, Po
Respect our gangsta,
Lay

What you know rollin' out?
Big Tec, big vest, hollow tips all up in kid neck
Po live it up, stones lit it up
Long John sickest tell, it's the kid, nigga
Some of y'all rap is girls
Hold my dick, and flappin'
Fuckin'
These niggas don't go off until they say, "Lights, camera, action!"
Yo Swizz, them niggas, "Eat a dick"
Gun up in face bitch, that way we don't miss
Unload the shit, then reload the
Head to the airport and unload some bricks
No lie, you niggas see me down the streets
You'd think I was flyin', 12
Brooklyn is mine nigga, over
Yeah I'm talkin' to you - fuckin' blower

- Shyne]
(Mashonda)
For all of y'all keepin' in health
Just to see you and enjoy yourself
Cause it's cool when you fuckin' with a nigga me
Cool when you ridin' with a like me

To all my Marla bitches just (shine)
To all my niggas keep it just (shine)
To all the ghettos in (shine)
I'mma it gangsta till I die nigga (shine)

Check it,
All I in this world of sin
Is a lawyer, big rims, and a Mac 10
Ridin' through the city like I'm to this shit
ya vest nigga, my shells go true to that shit
Catch ya breath, you heard about that nigga Po?
Murder cases, downin' faces, low
Leavin' of your brain on your car do'
gully in that Bent or that R-O
L-L, see you in hell
Soon as they set my bail, I make sale
Shit, I set my at an early age
I was either gon' be paid or an grave
What the I got to have -
Blocks to smash, of cash, drops and ass
is the truth, I probably die in my coupe
But I bet you only bitches to get me and shoot

I got my mind on shipment, shipment on my mind
to meet these Dominican niggas at 9
Rhyme, rap - the fuck is
Only I wrap is yea nigga, dyed today
Y'all got me confused, I tryin' to fill nobody's shoes
I'm just for connects nigga, doin' what I do
Back the wall, against all odds
Tune in to my life nigga, this shit is sicker Oz
Fightin' against crackers, plus them killers getting at us
Nowhere to run, so I my gun
And start blazin', this got a nigga agein'
I'mma die a gangsta nigga, ain't no
A G faithfully, mama for me
Yo nigga, go to school, stay from me
Got horse for you hustlers, bullets for you
And for you bitches, up in the Trump Tower

- till fade]