Luyện nghe bài hát The Pj's

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

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

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

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

I gotta noise for the PJ's
Wrote my 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 to move on the block
All I wanted to do was rhyme, rhyme,
Line for line, I make the blind man walk in a straight line to
And take a to Shyne
Peace, God from the to Ground Zero
It's a "Hard knock Life" but "The Come Out Tomorrow"
Walk with a shadow ghettos 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 like Cobain
In the God, nuttin' come easy
deal with the grimy, greasy, the sleazy
Move like a professional, young thug
thought this was another Pepsi commercial?
Nah, it's the art of war, when you least it
the president, the PJ's elected him

I was born in the
So I gotta rep for the
The elevators with the pissy
Bangin' on the project all day

I gotta make noise for the
Wrote my first 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 would be found under the Verizano
Well I'm alive teacher, so put ya theory to
I ain't Makaveli but I might my death
no mistake, I'm a hip-hop artist
Before the diamond in the Billboard, the hood it
Suburbia bought it, we bootlegged it, we afford it
'Cuz in the PJ's, we like black markets

The 'P' for public housing
The for respect that ya get when ya hold down ya set
The 'O's for ounces that we flip ki's
The 'J's for the judgment handed by the
The 'E' is for enter at 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 you know the outcome

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

I make noise for the PJ's
Wrote my rhyme 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