Luyện nghe bài hát The Beat Change

Somebody gold in the Billboard, it was a X, but it was Mia
boys ran to me in the local pizzeria
He said, "You Jamar and Haji man y'all hot to
Can y'all what's left, or at least make a claim?"

Shorty remind me of myself when I in this game
And through I'm basically the same, as are my brothers
I'm the eight track flashback the days of crack
Is it real or an act, fuck it, save the kids

Yeah, you all about war, why you to die for?
Yeah, niggaz real raw but you sleepin' on the floor
Yeah, I walk through the Valley with my man Spark and
of money, in Harlem Week '85
With the Captain's hats, and my father's old

Before I had a daughter, and before had sons
I stay the hypnotizer, style's a
Got you feelin' all loose, up the goose
The great Datty X and I'm to say
You can always find me the way

Uh, I be that kid with the dreads that
When I hid from the Feds, plus I always did what I
I was gonna do, talk shit, in front of you
Never forfeit, on top, we do it non

Remember we let the bomb drop
more jewels than a pawn shop from the school
Of the hard knocks, straight off the now block
Powerful with the strength of master locks

We got you in a paradox, between a and a hard place
We got the hard
And gon' get a taste, get your plate
we had to let it marinate, now we straight, uh

Five mics is how we rate, with us
And amongst the likes of the great scandalous
Cats, try they best to the tape
What we manifest still gets blessed in state

Hey, listen here dog a keep it spicy hot
Rhyme flow straighter than six o'clock
rhymes like a nigga hustle shit on the block
The is work and got a 4.6 in the lot

I knowledge, charge tuition like a college
My wisdom hold me down in like Jackie Brown
I teach dangerous minds, that chick Michelle Pfeffeir
That's why the Gods check got at least 6

My Justice Cypher Born, I no helpless type nigga
Like a gat without a trigga I got the figure to make
For years I've been doin' thing I do
Since Ralph McDaniel's video was on channel U

Station 31, vice grip changer son
The show was the banger, in clear with a hanger
Top notch status the God get it flamin'
Herbal with the verbal, top twin turbo
for the year, born build to 2 G's

Flow these, help the God stack cheese
Summer Jet-Ski, with TV's
Sittin' under tropic with iced teas
Mind stay black, guaranteed
to grab the top dollar, more pull the Rottweiler