Luyện nghe bài hát The Pj's

I was in the PJ's
So I gotta rep for the
The elevators with the pissy
Bangin' on the walls all day

Yo, if it wasn't for the PJ's, y'all probably never of me
Y'all be like, "Who the hell is and what's a Fugee?"
I'd probably be on a corner, watch you approach
Steal ya dope, sell ya coke, snatch ya rope
Run for brokes the cash and the jewels
Bows eye, I my breath when I shoot
The reason you should hold ya breath most thugs
When they and shoot tecs, they aim right but shoot left

Now they flesh swept off the surface
If you ain't B.I.G, you ain't
So why ya man reckless, side-ballin' he holdin' heat
Someone him a bed for the permanent sleep
Weight beneath Jacob's and the Aftermath
Don't matter if you use a desert eagle as armor
Blood splatter, glass shatter through the project
one in the obituary column, son

I was born in the
So I rep for the PJ's
The with the pissy hallways
Bangin' on the walls all day

I gotta noise for the PJ's
my first rhyme in the PJ's
You can hear it in my speech, I'm the PJ's
The PJ's,

Before I was signed, I used to move on the
All I to do was rhyme, rhyme, rhyme
Line for line, I make the blind man walk in a straight to prison
And take a message to
Peace, God from the to Ground Zero
It's a "Hard knock Life" but "The Sun'll Out Tomorrow"
Walk with a shadow through playin' in every borough
You would think rap was rock, the way I heavy metal

It such a shame, in ya veins, screamin' "Team Spirit"
Grippin' the shottie Kurt Cobain
In the God, nuttin' come easy
Gotta with the grimy, greasy, the sleazy
like a professional, young thug funeral
Wattchu thought this was Pepsi commercial?
Nah, it's the art of war, when you expected it
Wyclef the president, the elected him

I was born in the
So I rep for the PJ's
The elevators with the pissy
on the project walls all day

I gotta noise for the PJ's
Wrote my first in the PJ's
You can it in my speech, I'm from the PJ's
The PJ's,

Yeah and to the teachers that said I live
My remains would be found the Verizano Bridge
Well I'm alive teacher, so put ya to rest
I ain't Makaveli but I fake my death
Make no mistake, I'm a hip-hop
Before the diamond in the Billboard, the hood it
bought it, we bootlegged it, we couldn't afford it
'Cuz in the PJ's, we underground black markets

The 'P' for public housing
The 'R's for that ya get when ya hold down ya set
The 'O's for ounces that we flip ki's
The for the judgment handed by the jury
The 'E' is for enter at your own
You know the 'C', that's for the cats that's out to get
And the 'T', no one
And the 'S' for the snitchers you the outcome

I was in the PJ's
So I gotta rep for the
The elevators with the hallways
Bangin' on the project all day

I gotta make noise for the
Wrote my first in the PJ's
You can it in my speech, I'm from the PJ's
The PJ's,

Everyone wants to be a cowboy, at gunpoint
45 by my do he live