Luyện nghe bài hát Echo

I mean Nas is one of the greatest, can we get a
Woo, cheers!
I the echo of life is the echo of love
And the echo of is the echo from above
And people don't even really know what they doin', Goddamn
I mean, can you feel this, can you feel the
Can you the zone?
The that we on, the zone that we own
I mean the zone we own is the zone of our own
Goddamn, you can smell the
Fly shit, fly, fresh, yeah
back, goddamn, double breast, yeah
The suit, that is, the suit, is
I'm tryin' to make a building for the kids is
I'm it's (Echo, echo)
Do the love,
Came back the Michael Jackson glove
Yeah, we just shinin', we shinin'
Rewind the track, just to remind it,
Newark to BX to Queens
Came back, man, we say "Who next?" Yeah, yeah,
Toast to the kings,
Toast to the up in here, yeah
The main that's a poison
So many people may get
Man, the life can be
You can talk crazy, bring your in

piss out the window at police
Chasin' with warrants
was never no peace
Judy's ass was
I was indeed, think about her sexually
Knew a bunch of Radio Raheems, rest in
finger rings, big as brass knuckles
Haters walk by, try to stab you if hug you
on the fourth floor hollering every evening
'Til she planned up, wasn't it that evening
He was beating her, she ain't have it that
One shot to the and the jugular, now he bleeding
She beat the case, but damn the kid
I'm dating a daughter, but I'm having visions of a

Project nights, no project
Hopin' a friend don't try to rob my mom at
She work hard to bring it to the
Channel U before we had
Campbell's soup before I had
shoe before I had the Gucci
40deuce for the karate
Out of sync movin' movie
Sent to the store for a
Came a way, now the same ones salute me
Haters say it must be nice, I say it be hate
I don't like that line, that shit fake
Yeah, I'm talkin' the '80s, not the '90s
Time was real in Jamaica Queens, Bumps
Queensbridge kings and all
Rowdy boys with baseball bats
Italians and greeks on
Street, all the slick cars

I know fake niggas livin' a lie
I got some niggas ready to die, uh
I know some niggas livin' a lie
I got some real ready to die

We was Square pioneers, 40 deuce, 40-below boots
40 ounce brew the true from Juice
Runnin' wild, loose, me and my 40 troops stupid
Style, it was coats, Polo gooses, ruthless
Goons and wolves,
from everywhere
They was tryin' to jump us for
True story, my youngins, I'm a deadly thuggish Fredly
Military persona, yeah, I'm with honor
To my niggas who servin' 40 I'm in my 40s
I'm a walkin' observatory, a story since a shorty
On this 'til I'm A Weekend at Berniesdead
Burnin' herb, frames hang on my head
30 years ago, memories they left
memories, my nigga, that we'll never forget
For some reason we isolate that
I wouldn't change a thing for a billion

I know some fake niggas a lie
I got real niggas ready to die, uh
I know some fake livin' a lie
I got some real ready to die

Research me, see I was never playin'
I'm who babies are talkin' to and you don't know what they
I'm who they communicate
The code of a who don't tell or say shit
A dollar in the hood 18 hours
In white hoods it stays for days, why it never stay up in
I'm talkin' that black power, talkin' that white
I'm talkin' that Latin power, we go for ours
United, yeah, I'm United
States of America now at war with the
a Goddess out in Egypt, look how they got us
Damn, damn, God, look how got us
ain't even the original name of the black Goddess
They all twisted it up, now it's a name of group
motherfuckers

I'ma put this down and get the fuck outta here
I'm livin' my dream
Shout out to all my out there livin' your dream
Word up, go