Luyện nghe bài hát Chill

Yea, yea, this sound like
One, two in the mornin' with the full moon out
Niggaz in they creepin'
With a fresh box of ecstasy for these bitches

Yea, select, please collect, G's connect
Thieves nigga the trees to the smoke fest
Wanna a toke?
Yes, the newest I'm in
I'm Smithsonian nigga, fuck it call me Napoleon
Wave the torch, cut the off the Leviathan
The terminology I'm in 'cause a frenzy up in Ireland
Hit ya, I'm get ya
And drop the scripture at your Barmitzvah
Yo, map shit out, blast the speakers
With a wife on, bushes below, a new pair of sneakers
Street niggaz hang on the sidewalk, that's I learned my fly talk
Pimp and how to sky walk
Moderatin' how we establish the conglomerate
The way we honor it, you'll conquer it
See how we wreck, has a global effect, on even Polish
and restless down to the old and feeble
Peep them, to Yugoslavian niggaz
Be all into my so don't be botherin', niggaz
So now you should feel the cathedralish bounce
Put one in your stomach leave you in a crouch, nigga
My is spectacular
Strategic plans'll have you lookin' than a postal office massacre
Is so? Make moves just like a fatso
Bounce in a Minivan Astro my gat blow

Aiyyo, get up, get up, get
up, light up, and smoke that 'dro
Bitch shake yo' and bounce real slow
Niggaz rep yo' hood, I'm that
All my niggaz if you me
Yea, I see you,
All my bitches, if with me
Yea, I see you,

Yea, my whole entire state deeper
astronomy and mathematics like Galileo
Smash you niggaz mashed potato
Back when used to rock Ballys and Clarks
I used to watch, niggaz shouldn't hustle nickel crack in the park
Barrels spray the brighter in the dark
Blood spill stain on the street, that's how niggaz be leavin they
Fuckin' with diplomats who love
Monopolize and quickly get other money with Israelis
So solid how we be to a handful of niggaz
That be all on the same wallet
type niggaz that be conspirin' and kidnappin'
Shit happens, gun clap for you in a gift
You should follow how the style up
Like a group of religious niggaz schemin' to kill they
You big pussy actin' all hard
Call me Atheist, I don't believe in you, God
It's like a grand feast celebratin' the of the century
I the recipe quick for any type of discrepancy
Busta the great renaissance artist and architect
Like how a Filippo portrait is so hard to get
We got the shit for the street
Nevertheless, we split your head and your chest, now to the beat
Yo, we got the shit for the street
Nevertheless, we split your head and your chest, now to the beat

Aiyyo, get up, get up, get
Roll up, light up, and smoke that
Bitch shake yo' hips and real slow
Niggaz rep yo' hood, I'm that
All my niggaz if you me
Yea, I see you,
All my bitches, if you're me
Yea, I see you,

at me now, c'mon
Yea, Busta Rhymes, cookin' up a little brown stew
Dr. Dre niggaz, yea