Luyện nghe bài hát Represent

Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!

Straight up shit is real and any day could be your last in the
Get on the humble, guns'll blast, niggas tumble
The corners is the hot spot, of mad criminals
Who don't care, guzzling beers, we all
At the out-of-towners (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) They break North
Before we get the four pounders, and their face off
The is filled with undercovers, homicide chasing brothers
The D.A.'s on the roof, trying to, watch us and us
And coppers, even come through in helicopters
I drink a vodka, spark a L and hold a Glock for
The fronters, wannabe ill niggas and runners
Thinking it can't til I, trap em and clap em
And leave em done, won't even run Gods
I don't believe in of that shit, your facts are backwards
Nas is a rebel of the street
a Tec out the dresser, police got me under pressure

Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!

Yo, they call me Nas, I'm not your type of fella
Moet drinking, marijuana smoking street
always on the corner, rolling up blessed
When I dress, it's never nothing less than
be walking with a bop and my hat turned back
Love committing sins and my friends sell
This nigga with a razor, keep it under my tongue
The school drop-out, never liked the from day one
Cause ain't shit but stress fake niggas and crab stunts
So I guzzle my while pulling on mad blunts
The brutalizer, crew de-sizer,
The type of who be pissing in your elevator
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the game
Used to sport Bally's and Gazelle's with black
Now I'm fat chains, sex and Tecs
Fly new chicks and new kicks, and Beck's

Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!

No see my, stacks are fat, this is what it's about
the BDP conflict with MC Shan
Around the time when dissed the Real Roxxane
I used to wake up every morning, see my on the block
Every day's a different plan that had us running from
If it wasn't hanging out in front of cocaine
We was at the factory, breaking the locks
Nowadays, I need the green in a flash just the next man
Fuck a God, let me see a hundred grand
use a gun Son, but fuck being the wanted man
But if I hit rock then I'ma be the Son of Sam
Then the crew to get live too
With Swoop, Hakim, my brother Jungle, Big Bo, cooks up the
chop it, Mayo, you count the profit
My shit is on the streets, this way the never stop it
It's your on drugs, to all fly bitches and thugs
'Nough to the projects, I'm ghost, One Love

ya'll, represent!
ya'll, represent!
ya'll, represent!
ya'll, represent!