Luyện nghe bài hát Symphony

Erick Sermon, EPMD, it, M.O.P.
and Parrish Millenium Ducats
Hold me down, me down

Yo, I grab the mic and grip it hard like it's my time to shine
I want the chrome and the cream so I put it for mine
Ill cat, talk, slang New York
To it down to straight English, what the fuck you want?
Remember me? You punk faggot MC
Get your shit broke in for fuckin' around with P
Aiyyo two, my style Brooklyn like the Zoo
Hey you, look nigga, one more you through
Word is bi-dond, rock Esco, FUBU, and Fi-darm
Every I get my spit on, no doubt, I spark the gridiron
I step up and bless the and spit a jewel
We keep cool, no need for static, I tools

up! Yo I believe that's me
Yo, get on the mic and the Symphony

Yo P, time to rock, the I got, it reigns hot
Makin' snap back, like a slingshot
E hustle, and my way in
Then tussle for days in, on my own with guns
Not for the fun of it, just for those who me to run it
leave them like who done it?
Sucka duck, I do what I right now
When I spit the shit, cats be like, "Wow!"
Yo! I get looks I'm in the place
That's that nigga, makin' you smile Scarface
It ain't my fault, my style Silkk enough to Shock ya
Hit you with the fifth, block-a
If I get you can bet I'll blow trial
Be swingin', M.O.P. style

up, yo I believe that's me
Yo get on the mic and rock the

Say hello to the devil Danze'll
Whenever tragic hit, E MO-PMD blastin' shit
Put in in this cold game, soldier, I use work as code name
Told ya, line 'em up it's Train and I give 'em the whole thing
My family has been trained, to 'em if they blast it
Hit 'em and 'em do a gimme backflip
I'm donatin' a casket we raised hell in midtown
And gunned in traffic tell 'em what you sayin'
Get the bozac before I your maggot ass flat
Boom, boom, back

up
Yo I believe me
Fame! Get on the mic for the

For gettin' the real, straight from
Motherfuckers don't like Fame 'cause I'm not cream
I feel what I speak so I speak I feel
and I will, reap and I kill
Motherfuck who know jump out a
Open up back with a mac, uno, uno
Ghettoville nigga, I break all
Drink brews, curse out bitches, and on walls

This rap game is a street game now, the switched
are gettin' killed now with the same shit
I ain't no motherfuckin' role model, kids follow
'Cause I'ma hit this bitch full
The to raise up 5 O in your lobby
Rap is my relgion, yeah, bitin is a
Show love you meet us, it's love when you greet us
Or the first family will come kill you with the