Luyện nghe bài hát Power

Take it off, 'nough kid, take it off
We gon' it from the east to the west to the north to the south
y'all what it's about
Don't make me throw no gun in mouth
Know? How is your cream? This long?

Eh yo, his belt got in it
Swift description, nigga pitchin'
a raw dinosaur chain, hang to his thang
Its like, he pump isolated, cashin' in cream

Niggas in the hate him, drew a vase of him
Blaze em, he actin' like Shallah him
is hydrogen, son aint live as him
He like Maguyver, chin 4 spies him

Roll relentless, desert that he hold is a wish
the list, give his miss dick
Technique, operation sex
the bet cream, them alligators jet like a vet swing

Nigga like Nicolas Cage with the gage in braids
2 cannons thatll spray, rockin' banana
Suck this alcohol dick
Fuck niggas with hits, we 'bout to shit on yall shit

brothas wanna call us out?
Name names, otherwise itd be the wise to shut the up
Get pimp-smacked up, up and macked up
Youre scared and froze of exposed

I own Harlem, I bone Harlem, me the Mayor
Its my borough, you dont no problems
Im on now, you dead pop, all jokes
I ride the top, you the bottom

Pitfall, 5 foot 9, my dick
yall, leave flat line to stick yours
We off basic and brace it
8 kills, 47 to taste it

Never understand what you been told
You did book bitin' off of my scrolls
We hit man, Colombo, coats and hats to
off quick, and then, guns go back

Ah yo, I move like Arthur Ash God
4 raquets, 8 balls and no
Every cyphers a heated
The industry was like a beat that percussion

And I brun the music, shit that make flip
might say that Im the illest, this is Q.U. shit
I used to heat-hole, now Im takin' over the repo
No bitches that roll, cee-lo thatll a kilo

We went Franks and beans to shanks and greens
Now we drive our to banks in Queens
Yall cant fuck around, your words right
Every time I the mic, they say, "Perb aint right"

But the truth though, doh, infact thats it
When they drop this shit, Im gon cop shit
It's the new star, you me? Im at the juice bar
Yall hap niggas, give me 2 stars

I heard what rappin' about, but bring your stash out
You shouldnt throw rocks if you livin' in house
Sneak your weak at us, on the low though
Where these cats from, speakin' about Po

He got cash to cop and Im
But half of yall cats just up to Rae last year
Got in the jungle, call em Jurassic
The chrome, the steel, the plastic

While yall niggas cop jars, me and my cop bars
head from rock stars
We blowin' apart, Im smashin' the charts
How I see it? Yo, how you see it?

Eh yo, you wanna be when you grow up?
Yo, I be a leader
Slow your speed up and stop to be us
Say somethin' always, got a future? Stay out the
And get right, a 100 more ways

Fly like iceberg, nice with verbs, words
Bentley swerve, hit the curb, out, cock back, spit out
Shut your down, get out, criminal route
Gangsta shit, cant now, gun in your mouth

Cream team killas, cocoon cats like
Giant size gorillas, break niggas from the skrilla
Scratch, greenback track, Feds
Thats my word, disrespect Recca, get what you

Inferno, melt mics, millionaire in my afterlife
Broke bread Christ on the last night
Apocalypse, with 4-5th, 2 clips
Passport, cellphone with the micro-chip
Specialist, 40-karat Sicilian
Matching bracelet, cream team the basic