Luyện nghe bài hát Monumental Continental

Look here, look here I can't to pause and I do not sleep
buying all my drawz up at the Swap Meet
I'm making lots of doe but funny how I'ma it
I need new clothes just property with tenants

And I don't know no jokes, and I'm not about no
Love for all my who poor in South L.A.
I'm the slums of life, didn't have a pot to put it
That's why I love mic and how I got so good at

Bussin' all these flows and all these tracks
We gon' get gold get us some platinum plaques
(I that)
Money talk I stay fluent
Busters can't ruin it we straight doing it big

Big, huge,
out four door Continental
Enough for me all my kin folk
That's how we rollin', how we rollin'

Big, huge,
Stretched out four Continental
Enough for me plus all my kin
That's how we rollin', how we rollin'

They when I rhyme, my flow is divine I ain't the one ta
Get caught up in jungle, sometimes it make me wonder
How Wall Street all eat good and my hood
But we making it escaping these snakes Anaconda

Big, huge paying our dues
Now Avenue is taking over we ain't playing with
Or playing with crews, you dudes have got it confused
Tena Jones paper chasing, mama some new shoes

To the homie Mod, Tena, the lineage of
for sown seeds, don't get it twisted we break bones
Uproot from homes, the cutest turn 'em into trolls and gnomes
So far fetched, so far

The very same blood through them and Grits of it's
And since we share a make sense combine the forces
No time to our loses
(They shooting)
We rhythmically cataclysmically in time to be defined the bosses

I got a Jones for a hit, so I'm the block
On 4th Ave 'cause I know they got them bricks that
My boy Mod hit us off with some heat to on
The average M.C. need to be gone

life forms, who twice born
And write poems in clubs making throw forearms
In the dirty, dirty, Mid south,
Nashville, Grits legendary spitters fo'

Big, huge,
Stretched out door Continental
Enough for me plus all my kin
how we rollin', that's how we rollin'

Big, huge,
Stretched out door Continental
Enough for me plus all my kin
how we rollin', that's how we rollin'

We all wanna be loved I guess
Yes, that's why I stay A.M. making hits that ought a be subbed
Ought a be one of the best
I'm ill, every D.J. who real should it, this one ought a be clubbed

when I'm rubbed the wrong way, so some offend me
Dismissed by many, my Christmas in the lab
Pen and pad while they sip 'Cris and
I write life lessons and spit just what's in me

Be big like Dikembe, here to Japan is what my is
Put money where my hand is
brothas who po can understand this
And folks surviving off just and mayonnaise

I be wondering uncle Sam is
'Cause in South Central L.A. we barely can
I hand picked my only a few in it
Label tried it, we survived doing it big

Big, huge,
Stretched out door Continental
for me plus all my kin folk
That's how we rollin', how we rollin'

Big, huge,
Stretched out four door
for me plus all my kin folk
how we rollin', that's how we rollin'

Big, huge,

Big, huge,
Big