Luyện nghe bài hát Make a Name for Ourselves

[nas
You ever dance with the devil the pale moonlight?
Desperados,
What the fuck's up
We could do this word up, we do this

Chrous: the

Spend too many nights on the gettin right
Breakin big bennies, bettin against the friendly dice
I can't call it, it's goin too to spoil it
it like it is, the raw shit never recorded
(repeat 2x)

At a thousand degree celsius I mc's melt
Fuck my record label I courtesy of myself
Let me explain how I thresholds to pain
I walk across the sun lookin for shade
I rearrange rib cage like a twelve gauge at close range
And change the of your brain
My hard penetrate through your hardhats and all that
Nigga, get ya wig peeled
I scalp you like the indians on
bull will hit you harder than runningback
Stunning man brave and cunning rap
Swiftly laps around 48 tracks
Like uncut crack you fiends keep back
Heads is flippin acrobats on gym mats
From wax to analog tapes to digital
It's critical black, that is ill like that
In fact perhaps you should rap, instead of always
Tryin to back, cause niggaz keep tellin you that your shit's wack
I rip raps, hardcore rushin you to the floor mat
Put you in the figure four, your thorax
off the top turnbuckle and land on your back
Til I hear it snap or crackle, the ref chill black
You get clapped the wrong raps to combat
Like bringin a gun to a shoot out with real gats
Y'all niggaz is wack, rappin over feedback
My begins where yours peaks at
From fox boogie in the see-through brasierre, to nasty nas
My nigga explain it further if it's not clear

and foxy brown]
Millionaire look at the sky sure it's still there
Ice stares and my jewelry is in every year
cardan back in a dapper dan time
Now flex, wrecks, foxy rock van klein

escobar]
Initiated to the firm shit, real thugs quick
Sit back and the ultimate hit
Initiated to the firm shit, real thugs quick
Sit back and feel the hit

[az the
Yo lock in, do the knowledge, the doctrine
We clockin, on your airwaves, it rockin
Blaze up, fire, light your purple haze up
Betcha tired, bitch ass niggaz need to be up
So raise up fuck the playin, I'm of layin
I can picture sprayin off an sk, ricochetin
Snatched up, in supreme court, eyes shut
Co-defendant caught a life sentence, seem him up
React what, who will, two mill'
Nigga cool still bet I'll be home the news will
Blast fuse and leave frank matthews
Perhaps you confuse the concept black, cash
Incog-ged, had more deez involved
Known freeze condo seize seven dissolved
Daily routine, speakin up for who sling
Hand to on them street corners claimin you king
It's time to lock this, with us, let your glock spit
Guzzle the toxic, only fake niggaz drop
Get your guns out, it don't much for me to dumb out
one route, lay ya shit down and run south

Here's the cause of shit, more statistics
Deeper than the laws of physics, malibu sand ,the bitches
Weed from 1-2-5, my crew live
A true desperado, one that never sides
And sympathy, just qb, an entity
Stock exchange, top of the game, watch you me
Image is nothin just obey thirst
I blaze the purple haze, sit in a daze, display your birth
For those concerned or just to learn
I for the firm, was told to keep the cheeba to burn
my riches, past traditions, like olympics
Pass the torch shit so y'all could picture my thoughts, I'm driftin
It's type ill wakin up lookin like
years younger same hunger same ice grill
Genetically form a pedigree
to carve rhymes, a swift tongue helped to set it free
Theoretically peep how we bless this, and restless
Guns and westins, learnin to connect lessons
cool feats to camps, niggaz shoot back
It's a proven fact, nine-seven's mine, y'all niggaz move