Luyện nghe bài hát We Good

Yeah, I see you
It's Mr. Kardinal, we
Worry us, it's Kardinal Offishall

Knahmean, niggaz in dis
Y'knahmean, straight T Dot
Linked up with master of the beats, P'Rrrah
the Pete Rock, yeah, NY to T Dot

C'mon, yeah, my fist
Is the bat sign, bringin' out lyricists
I attract heat, I be the under
Microphone magician, subteranean, unindentified

Maneuver the machines and rip apart
And hang 'em from the
nigga seem scary out in the hood
Shootin' in your Burberry

For generations, a cold verse killer's chillin' out
in the cut, spillin' out
Hot shit, yeah they feelin me now 'cause I linked Pete
The best at it Nas and 'Illmatic'
is automatic, got it, well hold it

A lot of MC's will need it to pay rent, sewed it
And eventually fold it check my
I'm like H&R Block when I
Y'all get the greatest return, plus a 3rd degree burn
When I earn airtime H. Stern

Kardinal's a 20 carat diamond
Up in the rough dust, New York the shinin'
I'm intertwinin', line for line
With Mr. Rock rhymin, on time and
Stop your whinin,' couldn't let go
Since I flowed the remix of 'Grindin''

We , don't worry 'bout us, nigga, we good
and Pete Rock crank up in the hood
(Yeah when I'm in the USA, say, "Yes, DJ")
When Pete's in the blend they say "My nigga, again"

We good , don't worry 'bout us, nigga ,we
Kardinal and Pete Rock crank up in the
(When I'm in J.A. say, "Yes, DJ")
When I'm in the C A N they say "my come again"

Yeah, what the best rapper, ice on the wrist?
Ice on the Ice in the bucket with the Crist'?
Ice grill, iced down, ice inside my
Ice start sparklin' on the spaghetti strap

Kardinal, nickname, No
Still nigga to get up in it, rip the place
Rock a wife beater, show off my belly I'm ready
The type to drive around on Pirellis

MC's gettin' like clubgoers in Chi-Town
Rip any prick from Brixton to my
The T Dot, ,you know me
back the bad bwoy style, yeah, ya owe me

Gun finger in da air, blanks
Thinkin' the day I can live next to Phil Banks
then, my circle niggaz straight out the hood
Don't worry us, nigga, we good

We good , don't worry us, nigga, we good
Kardinal and Pete crank up in the hood
(When I'm in J.A. say, "Yes, DJ")
When I'm in Brixton they say "My nigga, again"

Yo, yo, protect your Head & Shoulders when the bust
Boy, take care of two in one like Pert Plus
Niggaz get dumb on acetate
Massacre masses of MC's on

Street cats get taken out with raps
Live from the streets where meet to see a weak nigga
See defeat, a week to look back
And reflect on how you spit when Kardinal speak

like occasional crackheads
Monster talk to settin 'off a gourmet, like rice pilaf
I'm great, save the petty black talkin for Ricky Lake

We don't worry 'bout us, nigga, we good
Kardinal and Pete Rock up in the hood
(When I'm in the USA, say ,"Yes, DJ")
When I'm in the C A N they say, "My nigga, again"

We good (we good) worry 'bout us, nigga we good
Kardinal and Pete crank up in the hood
(Yo I'm in J.A. they say, "Yes, DJ")
When Pete's in the they say, "My nigga, come again"
We