Luyện nghe bài hát Symphony

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

Yo, I grab the mic and grip it hard like my last time to shine
I want the and the cream so I put it down for mine
Ill cat, talk, slang New York
To break it down to straight English, the fuck you want?
Remember me? You punk crab MC
Get your shit broke in half for fuckin' around 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 Phat
Every time I get my spit on, no doubt, I the gridiron
I step up and bless the track and a jewel
We keep cool, no need for static, I strap

Next up! Yo I believe me
Yo, get on the mic and rock the

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

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

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

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

For the real, straight from B'Ville
Motherfuckers don't like Fame 'cause I'm not cream
I what I speak so I speak what I feel
Sleep and I will, reap and I
Motherfuck who jump out a hugo
Open up back with a mac, uno, uno
Ghettoville nigga, I all laws
brews, curse out bitches, and piss on walls

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