Luyện nghe bài hát Represent

Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!

Straight up shit is and any day could be your last in the jungle
Get murdered on the humble, guns'll blast, niggas
The corners is the hot spot, of mad criminals
Who don't care, guzzling beers, we all
At the (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) They better break North
we get the four pounders, and take their face off
The streets is with undercovers, homicide chasing brothers
The D.A.'s on the roof, to, watch us and knock us
And killer coppers, even through in helicopters
I drink a vodka, spark a L and hold a Glock for
The fronters, wannabe ill niggas and spot
it can't happen til I, trap em and clap em
And leave em done, even run about Gods
I don't believe in of that shit, your facts are backwards
Nas is a of the street corner
Pulling a Tec out the dresser, police got me under

Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!

Yo, they call me Nas, I'm not your legal type of
Moet drinking, marijuana smoking dweller
Who's always on the corner, rolling up
When I dress, it's never nothing less than
Cold be walking with a bop and my hat turned
Love committing sins and my friends crack
nigga raps with a razor, keep it under my tongue
The school drop-out, never liked the from day one
Cause life ain't shit but stress fake and crab stunts
So I guzzle my Hennesey while pulling on mad
The brutalizer, de-sizer, accelerator
The of nigga who be pissing in your elevator
Somehow the rap reminds me of the crack game
Used to sport Bally's and with black frames
Now I'm fat chains, sex and Tecs
Fly new and new kicks, Heine's and Beck's

Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!

No doubt; see my, stacks are fat, this is what it's
the BDP conflict with MC Shan
Around the time when Shante dissed the Roxxane
I to wake up every morning, see my crew on the block
Every day's a different plan that had us from cops
If it wasn't out in front of cocaine spots
We was at the factory, breaking the locks
Nowadays, I need the green in a flash just the next man
a yard God, let me see a hundred grand
Could use a gun Son, but fuck the wanted man
But if I hit rock then I'ma be the Son of Sam
call the crew to get live too
With Swoop, Hakim, my brother Jungle, Big Bo, cooks up the
Mike'll chop it, Mayo, you count the
My shit is on the streets, way the Jakes'll never stop it
It's your brain on drugs, to all fly and thugs
'Nough to the projects, I'm ghost, One Love

ya'll, represent!
ya'll, represent!
ya'll, represent!
ya'll, represent!