Luyện nghe bài hát That Ni**a

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

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

Fire the semi, no ice, no Bentley
I'm low fitty, throwin' limes in the Remy
There's so many fraud, how could you call that
I supply fire that'll forge the
Can't ignore the real, yeah ya forcedthe (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 Monster's
Underdawgz, U.D,'s, the heroes
the 718 to the 310

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

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

[Inspectah
The Movement, my lead, clock my speed
one with a bullet, that's cocked to squeeze
He's artist of the year, who can touch me
Like Casta, trust me, I've just begun

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

In the distance, hawkin' my style, loud
Non-believers wonder how I'm of the town
Hate Me Now, like Puffy and Nas, I
thought big guns would survive, but surprise
Now what nigga? Only drugs quicker

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

My tomb you in the smash, movin' the mass
I'm comin' like the taxman for all business
I'm bound by my honor, so ya'll witness

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

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

the world, the prophet has come, problem for some
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 leanin'