Luyện nghe bài hát The Beat Change

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

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

Yeah, you all about war, why you tryin' to die
Yeah, them niggaz raw but you sleepin' on the floor
Yeah, I walk the Valley with my man Spark and Allie
Days of money, in Harlem '85
With the Captain's hats, and my old guns

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

Uh, I be that kid the dreads that remember
I hid from the Feds, plus I always did what I said
I was gonna do, shit, right in front of you
forfeit, on top, we do it non stop

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

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

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

Hey, listen here dog a nigga it spicy hot
Rhyme flow stay straighter than six
Hustle rhymes like a nigga shit on the block
The shit is and got a 4.6 in the lot

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

My Justice Cypher Born, I ain't no helpless type
a gat without a trigga I got the figure to make figures
For years I've been doin' thing I do
Since Ralph McDaniel's show was on channel U

Station 31, vice grip channel son
The was the banger, came in clear with a hanger
Top status watch the God get it flamin'
Herbal the verbal, drop 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 trees with iced teas
Mind stay black, guaranteed
to the top dollar, more pull than the Rottweiler