Luyện nghe bài hát NY 87

DJ
Yo, this is DJ
Taking a out with Tha Dogg Pound to let ya'll know something
If you're in the Source mag and don't see me
It's cause niggaz on the East is the enemy
It's

I of Meth, Nas, and Red
I'm with them
we all smoke weed and clown wit um'
Hung wit um'
One
I ran with his
There is only one
Niggas down with me I can count on one
Come dumb I gets
The double pumper heat dumper
And I rockin' mics since Funky Drummer
These adventures Havok speak lavish lifestyles
I crack your for the cabbage
Rhyme
Introduction to
Murder MCs til ain't shit
In the
Why must MCs flip gymnastics
Just to get they ass whipped
Claim to be
But you don't set no examples
ya
Fucked up
And ya up samples
Your verbal war
You survive no more
I turned the channel cause niggas you ain't live no
I to follow
But now yous a legend like Hallow
I shoot to kill the horse pill u swallow
There's no
Nigga, it all
I been down with KRS since Boggie Down
my man
Now this I hear?
I was to beware
I'm the
by a nigga I admired
Hell no can't be
Now who the fuck is this I hear on the radio me?
B.I. G.I. to the E
scorchin'
Doing a for a song
got blew out of porportion
I found he's the deadliest
In a world where it all about fame and fortune
Nigga we Mob
So fuck you, Jeru, and any that Quests to compete
We the
The psycho is blastin'
And next you hit L.A. nigga we mashin'

Deadly

Eyo I play the MC
they played the mic
I bash motherfuckers from that I recite
Tighter the average MC
Trynna me
Tragedy is a
As I N.Y.C.
I been on some crazy shit
Imagine
To it 'til you die
you out of it
your hood from
Roaming through your house and
When you wake up in the
life will be over
I ya
Dogg Pound nathan nice
motherfuckers
From into

There's been a murder on your
he drop
Your homie he was nutty
What made him I roll a
You us
But when we started ain't no stoppin'
On and on more of your keep droppin'
was your homie ain't yo homie no mo'
Commit suicide and blow your brains on the
Don't the fact
Grab the and snap
Then with the shit that jumped off that night