Luyện nghe bài hát Handle Ur Bizness

Check, check,

Handle ur bizness, can't get your grip, can I get a
Ghetto people, your dreams have now fulfilled, grip your steel
Handle ur bizness, can't get grip, can I get a witness?
Ghetto people, your dreams have now been fulfilled, back out steel

What the rawdog feelin'? An author like McMillan
The cat that, maniac, my fam dark as death in less a minute
(The world spinnin')
The Rapid Firing Squad, keep on mix fire and wires
(Hard to kill)
And bombs, arms, look, we all for it
It's the dutch herbalice, gallon drinkin' alcoholics

Walk through your toughest of goons with my chain out
it real ever since the first jam came out
'First Family' turned this rap game out
Sheisty individuals tryin' to wipe my out

But they don't fuck around 'cause they know I back that out
And try to mark 'em off when the gun ring out
And in the of black, kid I'ma try to wipe they name out
And keep on dubbin' I break a fucking spring out

ur bizness, can't get your grip, can I get a witness?
Ghetto people, dreams have now been fulfilled, grip your steel
Handle ur bizness, can't get grip, can I get a witness?
Ghetto people, your dreams now been fulfilled, back out your steel

You motherfuckas better up
(They did)
Who that? The '87 up kids
(We're back)
I'm hopin' that your focused on the
'Cause on me and my mad niggaz die

Is this hip hop? Hell no, is war
been trying to tell you that since [unverified] rocked some hardcore
You don't listen, see gee, I'm on a mission, be
gonna find your ass missing

Ever me and Fame came, we maintained
A strange, but a strong
(That change)
The real ghetto bad shit for blastin',
Those that ain't matchin' my fashion I'm

(Retality's real)
Fatality's ill, when your stash in my
Then your stash is a raw deal, get gat
(Clap, clap, bucka bub bub bub bucka bucka)
Blow, blow, get the fuck

Handle ur bizness, can't get grip, can I get a witness?
Ghetto people, your dreams have now been fulfilled, grip steel
Handle ur bizness, can't get your grip, can I get a
Ghetto people, your dreams now been fulfilled, back out your steel

Face mine 'cause I'm here, dog all clear
Rap jewels put it on my from a snare
Then the doubt The Kid who analyze this whole fucking shit?
Trying to make out of it, explode quicker than land mines

M.O.P. tapes earthquakes and cause landslides
Bump in your Lex coupe or your Lex hoop
Danze, finish 'em, gun salute
(The Crew)

How many runnin' with me? A hundred niggaz gunnin' with me
(This few, to shoot)
Squad, draw blood on the enemy at point-blank range
Deliverin' the penalty, ain't nothing but the thugs slangin' out slugs

(Nigga)
keepin' it real
(Thug, let 'em today)
I'm known best for 'em stretchin' like Doc Holliday, salute