Luyện nghe bài hát The Pj's

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

Yo, if it for the PJ's, y'all 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, you approach
Steal ya dope, sell ya coke, then ya rope
Run for brokes with the cash and the
Bows eye, I hold my breath I shoot
The reason you should hold ya 'cuz most thugs
they breathe and shoot tecs, they aim right but shoot left

Now flesh being 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
Weight beneath Jacob's Latter and the
Don't if you use a desert eagle as your armor
splatter, glass shatter through the project slums
Another one in the column, son

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

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

Before I was signed, I used to move on the
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 Zero
It's a "Hard knock Life" but "The Sun'll Out Tomorrow"
Walk with a through ghettos playin' in every borough
You would think rap was rock, the way I carry metal

It such a shame, cocaine in ya veins, "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
Wattchu thought this was another Pepsi
Nah, it's the art of war, you least expected it
the president, the PJ's elected him

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

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

and to the teachers that said I wouldn't live
My remains would be found under the Bridge
Well I'm alive teacher, so put ya to rest
I Makaveli but I might fake my death
Make no mistake, I'm a artist
Before the diamond in the Billboard, the charted it
Suburbia bought it, we bootlegged it, we couldn't it
'Cuz in the PJ's, we underground like markets

The 'P' for public housing
The 'R's for respect that ya get when ya down ya set
The 'O's for ounces that we flip into
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 the outcome

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

I gotta make 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 do he live