Luyện nghe bài hát The Whistle

Yo, I beat the case, now I face the
You nizzles try to belittle, but less than spittle
From a lip, the digi made me flip
Plus paid me chips, just to spray the clip
And empty out on you, in sync like the SMPTE output on the MPC
We be housin' crews, plus we housin'
In apartments with a thousand tools
Crazy shootin' buck off the beat
Brainless boutless who be stuck off the leaf
Two guns in their yellin' "Fuck the police!"
On the get drunk and they fuck with the niece
Of the precint chief, she got the
On her breast that's shaped The W
Go 'head the guns, son, I'll cover you
And if get past me we got another two, yeah

We smoke blunts the size of bats
We got those gats as as axe
We snatch cheese right off the trap
We put Beez all on your map

I the fair one, I dare ya'll run through New York City
Or any city or place, my face, royal taste, pace
Ace my health, great wealth
Undetected like the wings of a Stealth, I move for
Or any man, woman or child that I fam
the way I am, word to Glock, my sister Pam
Son, lived the terror of the World Trade blues
Nine news, abused the mind of many fools
Braves and jewels, made my moves, paid my
From the of Intelligence, I stayed benevolent
high, magnify, multiply, as I add to the Kings of Kings
We never die, built my name, sustained blood
Flow through the veins sign
Dine with wine forever

We smoke those the size of bats
We got those gats as as axe
We snatch that cheese off the trap
We put those all on your map

From the Vil to Brazil, live on your C-SPAN radio
Explicit, dice kiss it, a little liquor
Golden imported from Cuba, Aruba
Sexy as Asia, met her up in
up in Just Cipher, hit it on the first date
Plotted my escape, twelve shift at the gate
How can you a G a week in '88?
Trips to the Pocono Lodge, the fresh
Mama work so hard to pay the landlord
A grand in your birthday card, is hard
The gun hammer click, when the blitz
We scramble like Vick, automatic six plus one to the
Yo, the east so hot, it's red, but that's
And my Glock still your skin to the bone
Sonny don't discuss it on the phone

We smoke those blunts the size of
We got those as long as axe
We snatch that cheese off the trap
We put those all on your map