Luyện nghe bài hát Symphony

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

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

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' necks back, like 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
leave them like who done it?
Sucka duck, I do I feel 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 with Scarface
It my fault, that my style Silkk enough to Shock ya
Hit you the fifth, block-a 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 kick
Whenever tragic hit, It's E blastin' shit
Put in work in this game, soldier, I use work as code name
Told ya, line 'em up it's Soul Train and I 'em the whole thing
My family has been trained, to swat 'em if they it
Hit 'em and make 'em do a gimme
I'm donatin' a casket we raised hell in midtown
And gunned down in traffic tell 'em what you
Get the bozac before I tear your ass flat
Boom, boom, they're

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

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

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