Luyện nghe bài hát Walk These Streets

[Tracey Horton - (Rakim)
La-da-da-dah,
La-da-da-dah, (Uh...yeah...)
(This is for the haters...keep hatin)
La-da-da-dah,
La-da-da-dah,
(It's what we call money music, here)
(Uh, yeah, go in)

[Rakim - Verse
I perform in cities, hoods, and slums, the seller is drugs
And money is the only thing that get
They say let it make you, but that's how they rate you
And the you got, the more they hate you (That's okay too!)
Just get in the way, 'cause at the end of the day
My make sure I get them ends to get paid (uh-huh)
So I'm grands 'til the math expand
It's the man the master plan
Since the Bambino, cash made my path with evil
Uno dos cinco on a corner rollin c-lo
To and the chick in the casino pourin Cliquot
now I make music for the c-notes
From New York to Puerto Rico, to Rio
Hit the streets like the but I'm legal
It's swga like I walk with though with all my people
But it's me and my alter ego

[Chorus: Tracey
I these streets, wit my mind on my plan
It's if you don't understand
I walk these streets, like I got a gun in my hand
'cause is the nature of man
(Sometimes I wanna, the cameras, just pop the hammer
Box the innocent and his man up)
I walk these streets, like I got a gun in my hand
It's alright if you understand
Just stay my waaaay

- Verse 2wo]
MAINOOOOO~!
Yo, one for my comrades, two for my
Three for the day I run into my enemies
We gon' make a movie, the world remember me
I survived it all dawg, what the you tellin me?
I remember when, I was young and aidin
Cuttin class, ass, couldn't pass grades and
on the block then, listenin to Rakim
Back of his album filled up with Ben
Supreme Magnetic and I wasn't
But I ran around with the Tre-8
Money on my mind, crack vials in my
Been a dog I had the cream colored Filas (Hahahah!)
Yeah, yeah, we fly, seen it all with eyes
Gunplay and drugs if you put my mind on
Fast forward my life, ya boy done IT!
If I could do it over, I wouldn't IT!

[Rakim - Verse
(Ay, lookin out my dude)
Aiyyo Maino, it's the ol' same ol'
matter if you in it for the fame or you lay low
Haters gon' but, it's okay though (Keep doin what you ddo)
The angle is make sure the payroll stay
Big faces, dough and di-nay-ros
Rubels, yen yang, euros and
Seven digit figures, make more zay-ros
Spray holes in whoever in the way so (Stay my waaaay)
While I count the next (that's right)
"All necessary," Malcolm X hustle
A threat yet humble, to flex muscle
Get a big amount I'm in and out the next jungle
every other day, I'm in another state
It's like I cross the line between love and hate
But I gotta eat, gotta get another
So I'm on my walk for the cake

Just stay my waaaay..
(It's what do..)
Just outta my waaaay..