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 murdered on the humble, guns'll blast, tumble
The is the hot spot, full of mad criminals
Who don't care, guzzling beers, we all
At the out-of-towners (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) better break North
we get the four pounders, and take their face off
The streets is filled undercovers, homicide chasing brothers
The D.A.'s on the roof, trying to, us and knock us
And killer coppers, even come 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 em done, won't even run about Gods
I believe in none of that shit, your facts are backwards
Nas is a of the street corner
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 street dweller
Who's always on the corner, rolling up
When I dress, it's never nothing than Guess
Cold be with a bop and my hat turned back
Love committing sins and my friends crack
This nigga raps with a razor, it under my tongue
The school drop-out, liked the shit from day one
Cause life ain't shit but stress fake niggas and crab
So I guzzle my Hennesey pulling on mad blunts
The brutalizer, crew de-sizer,
The type of who be pissing in your elevator
Somehow the rap game me of the crack game
Used to Bally's and Gazelle's with black frames
Now I'm fat chains, sex and Tecs
Fly new chicks and new kicks, and Beck's

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

No doubt; see my, stacks are fat, this is it's about
the BDP conflict with MC Shan
Around the time Shante dissed the Real Roxxane
I used to wake up morning, see my crew on the block
Every day's a plan that had us running from cops
If it wasn't hanging out in front of cocaine
We was at the candy factory, the locks
Nowadays, I the green in a flash just like the next man
Fuck a yard God, let me see a hundred
Could use a gun Son, but being the wanted man
But if I hit rock then I'ma be the Son of Sam
Then call the to get live too
With Swoop, Hakim, my brother Jungle, Big Bo, up the blow
chop it, Mayo, you count the profit
My is on the streets, this way the Jakes'll never stop it
your brain 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!