Luyện nghe bài hát 5 Boroughs

Yo yo brand new KRS y'all, Maximum
5 Boroughs of death we rep to
Yo Kris, set it for The Bronx..

We hit em and get em, we em and jig em
we em and kick em
Flippin them and I'm wing-clippin them lip
I'm cold sick of them
Much quicker than them trickin and my Tribe
be on a Quest Tip and them
On every avenue puttin the full in em
Splittin and em down while spittin a round
into them see winnin them, just begginin them
Get rid of ev-ery bit of with them negative idioms
I don't even consider
In the new millenium we killin
Breeze Deep, and Will and them, KRS-One we thrillin em
Many battles we been in now we rebuildin them
We blaze, fulfillin them, Keith ?, Jesse, and them
We originate styles, other be them

You got a good rise in your rolodex, who flow is
Comin out to {fuck} the best, put it in your chest
Inhale it and hold that, it out when I say let go; let's see
if you can hold breath, by the time I flip to the next flow
This sho' is real, this is the deal, I'm runnin
Gotta make it out of town to my {shit} and keep it comin
bring it back, with another stack, of raps to blow your back out
How many of y'all wanna go for I keep my dogs in the crackhouse

Let's take a walk Crown Heights
Steppin the city at night, with the ? and two mic
Form a little mob, and stomp through the five boroughs
Head back to in the Expo
Back on the block, I see the cops clockin
Buckshot, you see the rocks, me I got you shocked
Why You see the recipe
Buckshot, I represent Brooklyn and my {nigga}

[Keith
I'm from C-I, L-I,
Where the {niggaz} and the stay paid fly and high
Where a slut'll get mad if you her a {bitch}
And a rat'll get mad if you call her a
Where the rich emerge, with the {niggaz} from the
And a myth, they get {niggaz} from the suburbs, that's herbs
Yo is for my {niggaz} on the block all day
Who don't give a {fuck} waitin for to pay
Put your on it, yo we never fronted
Island got some of the best {niggaz} that ever done it
From to C.I. to Brentwood to Wyndanch
{Niggaz} through will not stand a chance
From to Freeport to Hempstead to Uniondale
deep from the depths of hell
I'm dead serious, though you see me smilin
Rough enough to break New York from Long

We {niggaz}, need advice, cause I heard em sayin Jesus Christ
You should see the sight, cookin ox-tail, peas and
about a G a night, they can't read or write
But I got every creed and type, you need a dyke, I see the light
But sometime y'all get crimey crimey, grimy
But with a tiny hiney they get whiny whiny
So guard your girl, Harlem World, the gun, pop it son
Fila fam, illa players, Cam is still the man

[?]
Uptown massive, Uptown the
Uptown let the ? kali, no
Uptown trestle, Uptown of
I grab you ? got me turn up to North
And if dem turn up North ? no tell de boss
And if dem tell me off dey are a of ghosts
And if dem gal are up, den dem know da gal are boss
De rap try on de Mossinos
And if dem tie me off, dem can me Cedro
I put a rap to in all de ? crew
And if da gal a bitch ? ? the
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

[Killah
Yo, hit you with the force of an horse
Tear your face off the planet, leavin damaged
Witcha back cracked the earth canvas, leavin slanted
the earth of the axle, crabs who
Polar bears the sea gravel
Thoughts be runnin wild like the Lil'
Puttin dinosaurs inside of figure fours, rip you with nine claws
{motherfuckers} through malls, and clash in halls
Beatin {motherfuckers} through walls, stompin floors
and jumpin down elevator
Searchin for {ass}, stayin low in the grass
Wearin a gas mask, wrappin their hands up in bags
On stage like a goin mad
WHAT? yeah, sooooooooooooo!

Yeah, by all means you you gotta put Queens on it
Put cream on it, Q.B. we rep
Take over your party, witcha hood
your ladies back to the projects with us
Then sent her {ass} back on the Q-train
Satisfied, she learned the to my thug song
See we one big borough of Dons with
And we use those, til the man act
other than he's 'sposed to, {nigga} I'm 'sposed to do?
Shots whistle, damn near dat
get pissed at

the, tip of my Timbs, to my eyebrows
The hostile, english, E widemouth
Get PCP fiends, off cliffs
And if you had the balls, you'd be off stiff
My alone is worth five mics (uh-huh)
A song LP, that's thirty-six mics (uh-huh)
And while you win Un Hype (uh-huh) I on your snipe
and tell you you} and that {bitch} on your bike
City!!

[Reverand
Aiyyo.. now it
try me crimey I'm grimy so don't deny me
I be Little like your Rascals and to fly that hiney
Buy me keys, to my Benz and my
Like Jay and Run and D.M.C.'s, that's the name of my
(now it up)
to the rhythm of the rhyme
I'm givin up a dime, there go another line you
drivin by nine, never givin up a dime if you was
Never been {nigga}
If you really test me, brother don't stress me
Or you be bowlin
It's like a Jesse, brother that's just me
and just my colon

The boroughs of death, we rep to death
Step aside little {niggaz}, time yep
It's goin down the moment we inside the
Let's rock'n'roll, you know the M.O., it gets
when the five boroughs of death, we rep to
Step aside little {niggaz}, time yep
It's goin down the moment we the spot
Let's rock'n'roll, you the M.O., it gets hot