Luyện nghe bài hát Straight From Tha Bronx

Well, I'm to wreck a mic like a prince, so all hail
To the raw deal on a scale, your style's
I don't I can fail, 'cause I'm headstrong
You're trackin' me, plus jackin' me knowin' that dead wrong

I got a tec for that wanna step
You're ghost, 'cause since you're playin' me
You're checked
And I can't a better way to do it
So you're in my comp

Get ready to be stomped, there's to it
I got piles of wicked styles and files of tracks
I get wild with a South style of rap
So you you got rap sewn happily?

How's that? You sow shirts in a factory
You're what I label as a hip-hop
You in my face, behind my back, runnin' off with lip
But I got somethin' to kill that
I'm a rap pro, bad bro, so now you know

The TR 808
Straight, straight from the

Now, to the scene of the crime
I was taught to a nine
At any and all who's outta
Yo, the way I was shown how to hold my own
Until I found other ways on the

I used to see so out on the ave. die
Strung high, a game, and that's why
So many up in the Bronx, got done
For livin' a lifestyle of crime it was fun

But now I'm hittin' ya and pullin' the cards
Of those that wanna act a fool, they got
And got with a right to the mug
It wasn't enough, 'cause they wanted to bug and a slug

And got bodies just laid to rest
in the streets, you gotta get all you can, and no less
The first you do, you get bucked
So you and crew better duck
When you step the Bronx

The TR 808
Straight, straight from the

it, I wanna take this time
To this out to my man Dino
And to my man
'Cause if it for them

I wouldn't be here today, but since I'm
I'ma continue to make funky for my brothers
You what I'm sayin?
I'm here, peace