Luyện nghe bài hát Wall Street

[Intro - Royce
You are now rocking to the sounds of my dawg. DJ Lantern
Bar Exam 2 nigga. It's a motherfuckin' bitches

1 - June the Great]
I slang hope to the world like my name was
Shakin' with your father while I'm fuckin' yo momma

But say I'm in a league of my own
my own horn
Horns of my cousin, Chevy in
I had to shout him out he's from the
Got with me for my brother when he get out
No
It goes one for the
Two for the
Three for the M.I.C. now go
June's is pro
Turn my speakers up
Learn my
Then it up in the shower
No
Yeah, my promo on behalf of the Bar Exam 2
is my message from me to you
They'll probably be when I'm long gone
But that'll happen cause I got way too many songs
MC's take note, but don't quote too
Find own style and get 'mo in touch

Pussy make the go round and mine spinnin' out of control
Where stop, nobody knows
You want me close to ya
Scared I roast ya
But if I should stop, who these streets gonna toast to?
Here's the book of life, I just you a new page
by the beat, by the smell of my purple haze
Hey, Grand niggas up to no good
1st
I bring you all to my hood

Wall
Street
Yeah,
Uh huh

2]
My appetite for
My to do the bustin'
I eat the up like I got an appetite for percussion
Lighten the mood like it's and there's moonlight
Platoon, high on them shrooms but this no food fight

I could fly on a broom to my rude type
My crew don't be 'bout no excuses,
God you, sneeze
wet you, sleeves
Your arms ain't like yet, our recipe is...
Beef on a
Go on and chatter, it don't
My cheese, I'm like I'm obese but only fatter
I only how to do it the Harriet Tub way
I'm Underground like the Railroad, I'm prepared to get
My narrative day, can only compare me to drugs
I take a nigga way him like Jared from Subway
You, could, never be on my level
You know what you're in
But you're in/urine guns like I took a pee on my
me and my shuttle
We fly
We go together my feet and my petal
We
How could I not be
When I got Muhammad Ali inside me in Vegas
Aye

I wanna say this
I I'm underrated
But I ain't under paid it comes to makin'

I'm so hot I feel like the son of
I'm so hot I feel like the sun is
bitch

Breathin' like a H's
I am the reason for your under
There's only one
And it equals I am the sum of