Luyện nghe bài hát The Triboro

O.C.
Big L, one-three-nine,
In The Crates
Yeah yeah, is Joe the God, Terror Squad reppin

Yo, yo, yo
I'm from a place where them niggaz don't, no shit
Where them wigs get split, the guns forever click
Where the track stars come to warm up for a
Blue and whites by and niggaz yell, "Fuck them Jakes"
So much respect, I can lay dough on the
Walk and come back without cats runnin' off
I'm a hoe's wet dream, in her sleep
Performin' fuck scenes, me goin' deep
O.C. the Starchild, let your cameras

I'm like a man bein' honored at the awards
I pitch lines fastballs
Mush-out, rap my ass off
Knuckle gaze crumblin' your jaw
figure, drink liquor, what team thicker?
"The Big Picture" be the theme nigga
forever, this is how it goes
Pray we clap your way when the gats explode

Where at?
Yo, B-K play
World
Where niggaz get the all day
Boogie down Bronx, specialize in
Triboro, so thorough,

Where at?
Yo, B-K don't
Harlem
Where get the money all day
Boogie Bronx, specialize in gunplay
Triboro, so thorough,

Where I'm from, dudes get sliced, crews is trife
And you might your life for your jewels and ice
slide to the telly and abuse your wife
If I got one rubber, I'ma use it
I give fools advice about the rules of heist
When I rock 'gators, hoes be like, "Them is nice"
Dimes I'm willin' to hit, I stay a chick
They all know I ain't shit, but still on my dick

And I never the streets without the vest and the chrome
'Cuz all my be Rocky like Sylvester Stallone
I blast the tech at dome to leave you restin' alone
Go and puff a fat bag of sess 'til I'm gone
You got this nigga frontin' like he the event
his album ain't even last long, it came and went
I'm Gotti to him, I throw the shotty to him
don't want it with L, they like, "Anybody but him"

Where at?
Yo, B-K don't
World
Where niggaz get the all day
down Bronx, specialize in gunplay
Triboro, so thorough,

Brooklyn at?
Yo, B-K don't
Harlem
Where niggaz get the all day
Boogie down Bronx, in gunplay
Triboro, so thorough,

Hoodied down with the mac, Boogie down where at
Fuck around, the sound of the gats
Wanna clown we react, that
Do you know what you do you fool with Joey Crack?
I'm coke on the streets, I'm open for
I'm hopin' you reach so we can go with the
I'm like a nigga that you can't kill
Niggaz spittin' hot shit, but just ain't real
It's like you muh'fuckers for me

to see, when I'm the one you wantin' to be
Lovin' the stee', come through in the V
Got niggaz mad 'cuz they pain while we fuckin' for
Trizz a household, live what I told
I only speak that true shit that I
Besides y'all want it with us
A hundred or plus, killers be livin' to bust
the fuck?

Where at?
Yo, B-K play
World
Where niggaz get the all day
Boogie down Bronx, specialize in
Triboro, so thorough,

Brooklyn at?
Yo, B-K play
World
Where get the money all day
down Bronx, specialize in gunplay
Triboro, so thorough,

Yo, so crazy, rhymes be blazin'
Styles just switch hips on gay men
Trips to the Cayman, and famous
Rhymes so hot my spit be
be rimmed up, doo be pinned up
Bitch slick whole crew get hemmed up
My drastic, all type of tactics
Rip shit flip shit spit shit

Screw you, don't let the face fool you
I kick shit like kung-fu and I, jam guns do
You got one, I want two like water, I run
Pyscho, make you change your whole mic flow
it, givin' bitches lyrical abortions
Stay cautioned, my shit was just a lil' portion
I back with more shit, playback some raw shit
You can't rock, so take your spot make you forfeit

Where at?
Yo, B-K don't
World
Where get the money all day
Boogie down Bronx, in gunplay
Triboro, so thorough,

Brooklyn at?
Yo, B-K play
World
Where get the money all day
Boogie Bronx, specialize in gunplay
Triboro, so thorough,