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

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

Mind the Dutch, flow wit her backwards
Couldn't clear my style like Baker rapture
Fracture, cry now later
We assist and data
On ya IBM, dime bitches I be them
Shoot me down a times
Still up wit new rhymes
Rec don't like me
Come up new rhymes
See you want it and you give a for all mankind

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

Mike Tyson style, animal duns, we 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 with me, its
For you to try to the God shiftily
We all gorgeous, the fly, the illest
Its what my mens do to ya bitches
While you witness
We handlin' ya business
Thuggin' out druggin' out ya the dealin's

Picture you and in the raw
to not ready for what you and
Moms already you
Old fool the old school
You six
I been doin' this since niggas nicks
Gettin' head tricks, takin' shorts for kicks
Niggaz mad ain't them where the stash was at
If she a dime baby moms, know we baggin'
Smack em with the gat, what that?

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 that they own weight
For lords livin' like old time kings
And old timers puttin' young on them things
Just a 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 thugs
How you like
And to my westside
Yes you this
And to my chi gangstas keep thuggin' it

Connect the dots, merge many a block
My rock representatives blow plenty of shots
Its sincerely, even my heart
For those that relate to here song
of the age yo
Have you noddin' off like good
And if the good go regardless
Finish it when you to start shit
Turn the body into
Handle regardless, had goddess

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

And for my mid west terrorists this
'N' for my New Orleans they cant stop us
And to my little rock clique is heartless
This for my bean dogs in the life is
From Seattle to houses
States of America lets get it right shit