Luyện nghe bài hát Oh What a Night

It's funny how the Earth rotates, man you never know
to happen, ya know mean?
All I said was "Aiight, I got this chiki bang bang da dang"
it all got it started for me, man
Yo, man I'm just back from the tour, man
it be like, man?
Yo, bust it, me up
Somebody told me if you can in New York City, man, you can
Make it else, man
I believe that shhhh

Oh, what a
December, 1993 (what happened?)
Who thought he rule the industry?
an MC on the grind

Yo, I always have whips, I ain't always have yachts
I ain't always chips, I ain't always have rocks
Matta fact I was a grimey negro
Who said if didn't work, I'd sell diesel
What cha'll thought, I wasn't in the projects?
First of the month waitin for PA check
on the first floor
Were so poor that if you the buzzer the roaches would answer the door (who is it?)
I went from boy to man in one
When I saw my life flash like from poltergeist
What it worse, I couldn't speak English
But from his expressions, he wanted my Adidas
So hurry up and out and play
I'll be if I leave bare-footed in this hallway
And I got big plans, so beg your
Cause next this time I'ma sell out the Garden

Oh, a night
December, 1993 (what happened?)
Who thought he would rule the
What an MC on the

Yo, yo, I gonna brag and boast and say I did it all
But I'm the only rapper to Carnegie Hall
The first rap group, cost a million
rapper to ever rep for the Haitians
And sa fa say, na
Grammy night, we took 3
22 sold, I can't believe this
There's still ain't a rapper who could achieve this
But I satisfied, when back to my home contemplating
How could I the next Quincy Jones?
That's when Jerry hit me up on the and said
"Clef, your on the of
The cover of The Source by The Stones"
No more struggling, good we loving it
You could it too, if you only publish it
So we go, so what's the scenario?
I own so many that I'm renting 'em for videos

Oh, what a
Late December, (what happened?)
Who thought he rule the industry?
What an MC on the