Luyện nghe bài hát You Know Now

My are homicide, raps are clear like crystal
packed a pistol, well I used it, ain't the issue
And if you insist to us, trust me
We're official, a bite-proof you can't get through
New shit was real day one
Say one verse, then I with the love so I can slay hon
Ain't none, that's the answer on who's
Want cheese than cheddar, soon to breeze like the weather
My companion is on non-believers
With mics you test me, you lose against the SP
Blacker than Wesley, almost perfect like
You supposed to be the Step up, let's see
one two, that means I'm coming, too
But in my song, if I say "Peace, I'm gone" that means I'm
Monster, stomp ya, til you suffocate
read, now dead is your mental state

If you know before, guess you know now!
(It's Show & A.G. and this is how it's down) (Repeat 2x)

It's the A to the G-I, still with B-I
I see why you're trying to play me when you're knee-high
To a giant, moneygrip, you know me
Try my like Opie, I'm low key
the spotlight I'm not concerned
You can ask Guru and Primo cause we it's "Hard to Earn"
Spo burn, baby,
It's the of the only little big man, so wait your turn
Who can get the man with no gimmicks?
Got the mad like the '96 Olympics
I to wish chicks would notice me
They be scheming, got them bitches just like Jodeci
Hopelessly, the dialouge is tight
I rip it and split, hog the mic
Write with my cells, not a pencil
Can't what I've been through, or rent space in my mental

If you didn't know before, you know now!
(It's Show & A.G. and this is how it's down) (Repeat 4x)

Bring me on some happy shit, I turn this bitch Happy Land
Burn it down, call the fireman, cause I'm
So eat your Wheaties and your
I a pound of the black cheeba cheeba
I'm a see you on the verse, and Forth like Aalyiah
the vill and the have, I rocks on like Rage
Party Arty, around the World with Wally
Artifical mic handlers get broken, I'm
Shit I be quoting be having brothers
get knocked off the top if you think I can't rock it
Rush ya like Russia, my bluff, I'm a hush ya
I'm coocoo for Coca, you slowpoke, we had style last year
This past we was no joke
This year, I'm light from gripping mics
Fans getting and my pockets getting right
With my nigga Trigger T.O., you how we go
On that reel-to-reel shit, you it, fuck your ego
Peace to brother Show, on this track, and in fact
I'm out with no doubt, peace and it's that
To all my fellas, I got your back (I got back)

If you didn't know before, guess you now!
(It's Show & A.G. and is how it's going down) (Repeat 8x)