Luyện nghe bài hát Bk Anthem

B-I up?
Long as I got a voice, you got a my nigga. Yessir

BK; stand up, throw your hands up
If you wit me, lick a for biggie

in the spot in my b-boy stance
Don't make this four-fifth kick like bruce lee roy
You know I'm smarter Spock, vulinicly more advanced
So this aluminum will foil plans, that's how I'm doin em man
I Keep two in hand, in case I've drinkin
Seein double; I got one for you and your
I got a nickel for your thoughts, make your blood
Leave your on the sidewalk, till the cops come and get you
The guns sprayin; with or you
Make your whistle without you. Young
I'm still official you
Still that nigga all the bitches about. Ooh
Hes so terreferic, his lyrics its about you
You can't tell me that everything he spits its not true
Im the crack in the wall; a fighter with my back against it all
a lighter, left my name in the hall. Young

{BK; stand up, throw your hands up
If you wit me, lick a for biggie}x2

up on Lexington ave, my sights real high
Moved to the project round the time I was five
Had a great-grandmother in the of the sty'
So on the fourth or July, we would always by
Man I ran through the bushes, bought pounds tha dreads
They had the best beef and cocoa bread
Played the album square mall round the time I was gettin tall
Where niggas was snatchin pockets, change on tha floor
18, regime roundin. Pink fort green niggas they aint blend
Wasnt on the a train, d, g or the f
They set the cards low like snatch polo off your chest
East new york, brushwick, fuck it, the BK
Brownsville, where the warriors come out to
Nigga you better roll deep goin coney island
theres one way out nigga, one way in nigga

{BK; stand up, throw you hands up
If you wit me, lick a for biggie}x2

Everywhere you go, in tha house(if you soft up the chain)
The crooks is in tha house, the is in rout
The on tha way
Standouts first, then tha llamas goin
Mamas pray
But we respect real, you act like a sheep, you be the next meal
The in on tha job
get in where we fit in
Not rid the show and the kids is
Baby need new shoes, and you on 22's
And we got guns big as
And you and the spot showin off like owens
mornice nigga
You better hold your ground, if you a house
the fours will blow you down and its back to the home town. Yes

{BK; stand up, throw your hands up
If you wit me, a shot for biggie}x2