Luyện nghe bài hát NY 87

DJ
Yo, this is DJ
Taking a out with Tha Dogg Pound to let ya'll know something
If you're in the Source mag and don't see me
It's cause some on the East is the enemy
It's

I of Meth, Nas, and Red
I'm down them
Indeed we all weed and clown wit um'
around wit um'
One
I ran his clan
is only one land
Niggas down with me I can on one hand
Come dumb I gets
The double pumper heat dumper
And I been rockin' mics Funky Drummer
These adventures wreak Havok speak lavish
I crack clavical for the cabbage
savage
Introduction to
Murder MCs til ain't shit
In the
Why must MCs flip like
Just to get whole ass whipped
Claim to be
But you don't set no examples
ya
Fucked up
And ya fucked up
last verbal war
You won't no more
I the channel cause niggas you ain't live no more
I to follow
But now yous a legend like Hallow
I to kill the horse pill u can't swallow
no tomorrow
Nigga, it all
I been down KRS since Boggie Down begins
my man
Now what's I hear?
I was to beware
I'm the
Dissed by a I admired
Hell no can't be
Now who the fuck is this I hear on the radio me?
B.I. G.I. to the E
Shit
Doing a for a song
got blew out of porportion
I found he's the force
In a where it all about glamour fame and fortune
Nigga we Mob
So fuck you, Jeru, and any Tribe that to compete
We the
The psycho assassin is
And time you hit L.A. nigga we mashin'

Deadly

Eyo Threat I the MC
Niggaz played the mic
I bash motherfuckers from that I recite
Tighter than the MC
battle me
Tragedy is a
As I N.Y.C.
Lately I on some crazy shit
Imagine
To it 'til you die
you out of it
your from murders
Roaming through your house and
When you wake up in the
Your life will be
I ya
Pound ain't nathan nice
Sacrificing
From into

There's a murder on your block
he drop
Your homie thought he was
What him I roll a glock
You us
But when we started ain't no stoppin'
On and on more of your dogs droppin'
was your homie ain't yo homie no mo'
Commit and blow your brains on the floor
Don't the fact
Grab the and snap
Then react with the shit that off that night