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 up in the clink stuck in the thing
For my dogs on the corner cook they own weight
For young lords livin' like old time
And old timers puttin' young bloods on things
a lil' something for ya block to sing
Can you relate?, Do you me?
Aiight

like the Dutch, flow wit her backwards
Couldn't my style like Anita Baker rapture
Fracture, cry now later
We assist and 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 with new
See you want it and you a push for all mankind

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 cook they own weight
For young lords livin' old time kings
And old timers puttin' young bloods on 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, take the along with us
infamous to the fullest
Protect my duns came with me
They move with me, its
For you to try to approach the God
We all gorgeous, the most fly, the
Its amazing what my do to ya bitches
you bearin' witness
We ya chick business
Thuggin' out druggin' out ya the dealin's

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

Eh yo this for all my MOBB
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 like old time kings
And old timers young bloods on them things
Just a lil' something for ya block to
Can you relate?, Do you me?
then

And to my ward clique
How you this?
And to my south thugs
How you this?
And to my westside
Yes you this
And to my chi gangstas keep thuggin' it

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

Eh yo this for all my MOBB
And my out of niggas reppin' NYC
To my duns up in the stuck in the thing
For my on the corner that cook they own weight
For young lords livin' old time 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 terrorists rock this
'N' for my New Orleans team they cant us
And to my little clique y'all is heartless
This for my bean town dogs in the is
From Seattle to ping
States of America lets get it right shit