Luyện nghe bài hát The Pj's

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

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

Now flesh being 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
beneath Jacob's Latter and the Aftermath
Don't matter if you use a desert eagle as your
Blood splatter, glass through the project slums
one in the obituary column, son

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

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

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

It such a shame, cocaine in ya veins, "Team Spirit"
Grippin' the shottie like Cobain
In the projects God, nuttin' easy
deal with the grimy, greasy, the sleazy
Move like a professional, young funeral
thought this was another 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 hear it in my speech, I'm the PJ's
The PJ's,

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

The 'P' stand for housing
The 'R's for respect that ya get ya hold down ya set
The 'O's for that we flip into ki's
The 'J's for the judgment handed by the
The 'E' is for at your own risk
You know the 'C', that's for the cats out to get rich
And the 'T', no one
And the 'S' for the snitchers you the outcome

I was born in the
So I rep for the PJ's
The elevators 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 from the
The PJ's,

Everyone to be a cowboy, [Incomprehensible] at gunpoint
45 by my side do he