Luyện nghe bài hát The Pj's

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

Yo, if it wasn't for the PJ's, y'all probably heard of me
Y'all be like, "Who the is Wyclef and what's a Fugee?"
I'd probably be standin' on a corner, you approach
Steal ya dope, sell ya coke, snatch ya rope
Run for brokes with the and the jewels
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 being swept off the
If you ain't B.I.G, you ain't
So why ya man reckless, side-ballin' like he heat
Someone bring him a bed for the sleep
Weight beneath Jacob's Latter and the
Don't if you use a desert eagle as your armor
Blood splatter, glass through the project slums
Another one in the column, son

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

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

Before I was signed, I used to move on the
All I wanted to do was rhyme, rhyme,
Line for line, I the blind man walk in a straight line to prison
And a message to Shyne
Peace, God from the PJ's to Ground
It's a "Hard knock Life" but "The Sun'll Out Tomorrow"
Walk with a shadow through ghettos playin' in every
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 Kurt
In the God, nuttin' come easy
Gotta deal the grimy, greasy, the sleazy
Move like a professional, young funeral
Wattchu thought this was Pepsi commercial?
Nah, the art of war, when you least expected it
Wyclef the president, the elected him

I was born in the
So I gotta rep for the
The elevators with the pissy
on the project walls 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,

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

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 enter at own risk
You know the 'C', that's for the that's out to get rich
And the 'T', no one
And the 'S' for the snitchers you know the

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 for the PJ's
Wrote my first rhyme in the
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