Luyện nghe bài hát The Beat Change

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

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

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

Before I had a daughter, and they had sons
I stay the hypnotizer, a tranquilizer
Got you feelin' all loose, wettin' up the
The great X and I'm hear to say
You can always me around the way

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

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

We got you in a paradox, between a rock and a place
We got the hard
And everybody's 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 stand amongst the of the great scandalous
Cats, try they to decipher the tape
we manifest still gets blessed in every state

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

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

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 this thing I do
Since Ralph McDaniel's video was on channel U

31, vice grip channel changer son
The show was the banger, came in clear with a
Top status watch the God get it flamin'
Herbal the verbal, drop top twin turbo
Blazin' for the year, born to 2 G's

like these, help the God stack cheese
Summer Jet-Ski, trunk with
under tropic trees with iced teas
Mind stay positive black,
to grab the top dollar, more pull the Rottweiler