Luyện nghe bài hát That Ni**a

[Inspectah
wheelers, pop the hatchet, blast that hitter
Honey times, hurry, snap that picture

I wanna see the come down, if ya'll bout it
For New York, I the sport, like Marv Albert
One, two, I exhale, the one-two
it down, similar to Denzel in John Q.

Fire the semi, no ice, no Bentley
I'm just low fitty, throwin' in the Remy
so many fraud, how could you call that real?
I supply fire that'll forge the
Can't ignore the real, yeah ya deal (With who?)

With nigga, that kid, you're sure to feel
Big money, big guns, big and all
Rock tally on the floor, at the Ball
Underdawgz, U.D,'s, the unsung
the 718 to the 310

[Chorus: Inspectah
They see me in the streets be like (That's that nigga)
Rebel I.N.S., know (That's that nigga)

Girls of the world be (That's that nigga)
All across the board they goin' (That's nigga)
Girls of the say (That's that nigga)
All across the board goin' (That's that nigga)
They see him in the streets be like (That's that nigga)
Rebel I.N.S., ya'll know (That's nigga)

Deck]
The Movement, follow my lead, clock my
one with a bullet, that's cocked to squeeze
He's artist of the year, who can touch me
Jimmy Casta, trust me, I've just begun

My dogs be, rockin' them chains, the same
And I won't stop, hoggin' the lane, my game

In the distance, hawkin' my style, talkin'
Non-believers wonder how I'm talk of the
Hate Me Now, Puffy and Nas, I uprise
Never thought big guns would survive, but
Now what nigga? Only drugs quicker

chained in the dungeons of rap and held prisoner
You'll me, cruisin' the Ave., tool in the stash

My tomb blast you in the smash, movin' the
I'm like the taxman for all their business
I'm bound by my honor, so ya'll bear

[Inspectah
A Titan like McNair, be prepared
For the Top Gun, smokin' like in the air
beware, the Underdawgz roam in the yard
Postin' hard, get you closer to God
is real life money, not a scene from a movie

U.D.'s than the jeans on a hoochie
The crowd the 6 point o
If it's like that now, wait til this joint

Tell the world, the prophet has come, problem for
The masses, for son, hot as the sun
That keep your eyes open don't you get sleepin'
Your boy get you bouncin' like a six four