Luyện nghe bài hát U.S.A. (Aiight Then)

Eh yo this ones for all my
And my out of state reppin' NYC
To my duns up in the clink in the thing
For my on the corner that cook they own weight
For young lords livin' like old time
And old timers puttin' young bloods on them
Just a lil' for ya block to sing
Can you relate?, Do you me?
Aiight

Mind the Dutch, flow wit her backwards
Couldn't my style like Anita Baker rapture
Fracture, cry now laugh
We and compute data
On ya IBM, dime I be eyein them
Shoot me a hundred times
come up wit new rhymes
Rec don't like me
Come up new rhymes
See you it and you give a push for all mankind

Eh yo ones for all my MOBB
And my out of state reppin' NYC
To my up in the clink stuck in the thing
For my dogs on the that cook they own weight
For young lords livin' old time kings
And old puttin' young bloods on them things
a lil' something for ya block to sing
Can you relate?, Do you me?
Aiight

Tyson style, animal duns, we live wild
Too many to die, we alive for now
We cross borders, the guns along with us
Defend to the fullest
Protect my duns came with me
They move me, its risky
For you to try to the God shiftily
We all gorgeous, the fly, the illest
Its amazing what my do to ya bitches
you bearin' witness
We ya chick business
out druggin' out ya know the dealin's

Picture you and in the raw
Flippin' to not for what you and
already missin' you
Old from the old school
You six
I been doin' this since sellin' nicks
Gettin' head from tricks, takin' shorts for
Niggaz mad ain't tell them the stash was at
If she a dime baby moms, know we baggin'
Smack em with the gat, what react

Eh yo this for all my MOBB
And my out of niggas reppin' NYC
To my up in the clink stuck in the thing
For my dogs on the corner that cook they own
For lords livin' like old time kings
And old timers puttin' young bloods on them
a lil' something for ya block to sing
Can you relate?, Do you me?
Aiight

And to my fifth ward
How you this?
And to my dirty south
How you this?
And to my niggas
Yes you this
And to my chi gangstas keep thuggin' it

Connect the dots, merge many a block
My porto rock blow plenty of shots
Its love sincerely, my heart
For those relate to this here song
of the age yo
Have you noddin' off good dope
And if the good then go
Finish it when you want to shit
Turn the body carcass
Handle mines regardless, had

Eh yo this ones for all my
And my out of niggas reppin' NYC
To my duns up in the stuck in the thing
For my dogs on the corner cook they own weight
For young lords livin' like old time
And old puttin' young bloods on them things
Just a lil' something for ya block to
Can you relate?, Do you me?
then

And for my mid west rock this
'N' for my New Orleans team they stop us
And to my little clique y'all is heartless
This for my bean town in the life is
From Seattle to ping
States of America lets get it right shit