Luyện nghe bài hát Olde English

I'm a L.A. brawler, Academy hallway loiterer
More get my pre-orders up
Six deep, packed in a Ford
I toured the whole but never been to Florida

They my shit, all winter
By the the shit drop, I done already been there
The fucked, a thousand soundalikes, it's sad
Hard to tell the difference they fake Louis bags

I fuck with that industry flow
What I do fuck is that industry dough
BMI, EMI, gimme all
A side deal who? Why not, where I sign at?

I to do unto others, this the difference
year fuck with things in my best interest
This the new, it's the old from way back
Click it or Ticket, man forcin' us to stay strapped

Act you know, right now if not ASAP
This way was different shit, I ain't to face that
This time, up my mind, on my grind
On some Brown, it's the Big Payback

by four, eight by eight
Twenty by twenty bars, I
Four by four, by eight
by twenty bars, I demonstrate

Still blastin'
and put the cash away, passion to play
Mashin' my way this Babylon
Out the I get up, I'm the one to gamble on

lyrics, I give free of charge
Yeah, right, my don't starve
me down, pride and truth
The Dilated Peoples crew

Four by four, eight by
Twenty by twenty bars, I
this down the block and you'll be like G's
Movin' on up like and Louise

On the low, in the cut, all my cheese
My folks, came up, in L.A. streets
I knock and I bump, like
They lock, brothers up, for eight

is a method of truth
If you wanna know proper etiquette in the
Hey 'Ru is
Pure like sunshine, just one

Four by four, eight by
by twenty bars, I demonstrate
Four by four, eight by
by twenty bars, I demonstrate

I'm on that Richard Pryor, Lee, Muhammad Ali
Bob Marley, Jimi Hendrix, Salvador
Now we rap Langston and Maya Angelou
Out the disco Xanadu, hip-hop for the

Now the swing numchuk style
I'm like Jim Kelly sucker MC's duck down
artillery with the heavenly spittery
And third strike energy, rockin' cleverly pitchin'

Fernando Valenzuela, slangster
Lost Angels, Atzlan to beautiful
Call my travel agent, her arrange
South America, South Africa and Southeast

Then back to Mid-City we stack and get
In fact, Drev's and Hustle got 'gnac
The way I bully muscle the track
Thank God, I never focused on hustlin'

It's Rakaa with that educated rap
I still fight back and question when they me scraps
In the fresh Denim jacket with the black
With the "Rest in Peace, Rob One" piece on the back,

by four, eight by eight
Twenty by bars, I demonstrate
Four by four, eight by
Twenty by twenty bars, I