Luyện nghe bài hát The Stereotype

2009!
Yeah, this be that old school type
Yeah, that shit
Afro picks, whips
We gon' hit you like Turner with the burner

I'm the in the zone where chrome meet chrome
heads call it, "Home, sweet home"
I rep that hat to the back, chrome
Low fade, blazin' the in the hallways

Young black nigga to come back bigger
Rap action figure, that's strapped with the
I serve mankind like a hero
move the people with sharp darts to the ear hole

And terror spin, style, ghetto child
Call his name, hear it for miles
my fouls before you get wild, reconcile
Trust, I kids but I'm no paedophile

The superfly, I, O'Neal the steel
With the ounce from the greenhouse bent the wheel
What's the deal? Dick riders on
In this Bloodsport, I'm like Jean Claude, yes

thing is gonna be alright, alright, here comes the Stereotype
It takes time to get it right, right, count on the Stereotype
This thing is gonna be alright, alright, here the Stereotype
It time to get it right, that's right, count on the Stereotype

The Stereotype, this life, I'm deep in
The creeps creepin', the heat streets sweepin'
The greed keeps feedin', the need teachin'
be seekin' all the ones free speechin'

Guns be blowin', young g's
Nerve control 'em, they say son be zonin'
I'm Huey, half Malcolm, part Martin
Mixed with Garvey, sharp as Sharpton

A fact that I stay pro black
I go back Kojak or Bobby Womack
Or maybe Jim Brown, down from Ground Zero
Crowned reknown hero, pounds your earlobe

daddy like a '69 green Caddy
Seen daddy soakin' that fox, she beam
With more drama than you in the flicks
I'm Dolomite without the picks or flyin' kicks, it's this, this, this, this

This thing is be alright, alright, here comes the Stereotype
It takes time to get it right, that's right, count on the
This thing is be alright, alright, here comes the Stereotype
It takes time to get it right, that's right, count on the

My hang loose like I wear my jeans
I got soul like Rakim and Green's
I The Projects, everything hood
Big in the woodwork, everything good

In the bright lights, Big City, it's ten gritty
life on the streets, who's biddin' with me?
Regardless, I'mma mine down, load my pound
Target on the unknowns who my town

There they go on bullshit, when it go down
You who the culprit, sure enough
The R E B E L, yell it
I call him T Y P E

Greasy on the for the big easy
Switch the like plantin' cracks on the D.T.
Say what you say, G, hate, mistake me
Or play me like a must paid fee, that me

This is gonna be alright, alright, here comes the Stereotype
It takes to get it right, that's right, count on the Stereotype
This is gonna be alright, alright, here comes the Stereotype
It time to get it right, that's right, count on the Stereotype