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 project all day

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

Now they flesh swept off the surface
If you B.I.G, you ain't Notorious
So why ya man reckless, like he holdin' heat
Someone bring him a bed for the permanent
beneath Jacob's Latter and the Aftermath
Don't matter if you use a desert as your armor
Blood splatter, shatter through the project slums
Another one in the column, son

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 make for the PJ's
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 used to on the block
All I to do was rhyme, rhyme, rhyme
Line for line, I the blind man walk in a straight line to prison
And take a to Shyne
Peace, God the PJ's 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 rap was rock, the way I carry heavy metal

It such a shame, cocaine in ya veins, "Team Spirit"
Grippin' the shottie like Kurt
In the projects God, nuttin' easy
Gotta deal the grimy, greasy, the sleazy
Move like a professional, young funeral
Wattchu thought this was another commercial?
Nah, it's the art of war, when you least it
Wyclef the president, the elected him

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

I gotta make 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,

Yeah and to the teachers said I wouldn't live
My remains be found under 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 artist
Before the in the Billboard, the hood charted it
Suburbia bought it, we it, we couldn't afford it
'Cuz in the PJ's, we underground black markets

The 'P' for public housing
The 'R's for respect 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 at your own risk
You know the 'C', for the cats that's out to get rich
And the 'T', no one
And the 'S' for the snitchers you know the

I was in the PJ's
So I rep for the PJ's
The elevators the pissy hallways
Bangin' on the project 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,

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