Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Starr - Battle

{*scratched: "what? you battle me? "*}
{*scratched: "yo man, how money you got? "*}
"what? you wanna battle me? "*}
{*scratched: "yo man, how money you got? "*}

I used to guzzle 40's, and own a up caddy
Since the hood still love me, I'll turn the up daddy
I went from fly honies on the train
To straight on the beach, countin money gettin brain
Soon as you rappers get a chance you floss a lot
You buy a iced out watch because it a lot
Then you in the club, with dough
Profilin with hoes we boned, a while ago
You rookies haven't done enough laps the track
You had one hot single, but your album sounds wack
Son you bore me with your war
You ain't even do that shit, so that's more stories
How you expect us to take you
The look in my eye punk, has got you of me
I'm blastin your sons, I'm snatchin funds
You catch a royal ass-whoopin, you've askin for one

"i'm bout to slap rappers around and bruise the game"*}
"what.. what? " {*scratch: "we to the end"*}
"yo man.." "you the drill"
{*scratched: "i'm to slap rappers around and bruise the game"*}
"what.. what? " {*scratch: "you battle me? "*}
"yo man.." "how money you got? "

Bitch you don't even know, the half me
I bring it straight to your chest, ask your about me
I'm a little bit older, plus a whole lot wiser
I might advise ya, or I might ya
I can visit any city, get in the street
While you alone in your room, shook to of the streets
I'll take a to speak, I keep my weapon in reach
I ain't talkin romance but you'll get swept off feet
I keeps a ghetto chick, that to blast and she peddle shit
Groupies fake moves, I get her to shit
You can't to the status right here
Legendary worldwide, we can battle here
junior, i'ma tear back your wig
This ain't tv but I'll you what a "fear factor" is
Stop grillin me, and all that is killin me
You leave me no choice but to your feelings g