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

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 that they own weight
For young lords like old time kings
And old timers puttin' young bloods on them
Just a something for ya block to sing
Can you relate?, Do you me?
Aiight

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

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 dogs on the corner that cook own weight
For young livin' like old time kings
And old timers puttin' bloods on them things
Just a something for ya block to sing
Can you relate?, Do you me?
then

Mike Tyson style, animal duns, we wild
Too ways to die, we alive for now
We cross borders, take the guns along us
Defend infamous to the
Protect my duns came with me
They move me, its risky
For you to try to the God shiftily
We all gorgeous, the most fly, the
Its amazing my mens do to ya bitches
While you bearin'
We handlin' ya chick
Thuggin' out druggin' out ya the dealin's

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

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 that cook they own
For young lords livin' old time kings
And old timers puttin' young bloods on things
Just a something for ya block to sing
Can you relate?, Do you me?
then

And to my fifth clique
How you like
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 representatives blow plenty of
Its love sincerely, even my
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 to start shit
Turn the body carcass
mines regardless, had goddess

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

And for my mid west terrorists 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