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
on the project walls 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 probably be standin' on a corner, watch you
Steal ya dope, ya coke, then snatch ya rope
Run for with the cash and the jewels
eye, I hold my breath when I shoot
The reason you should hold ya 'cuz most thugs
When they breathe and tecs, they aim right but shoot left

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

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

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

I make noise 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,

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

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

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

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