Luyện nghe bài hát Represent

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

Straight up shit is real and any day could be last in the jungle
Get murdered on the humble, guns'll blast, niggas
The corners is the hot spot, full of mad
Who don't care, beers, we all stare
At the out-of-towners (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) They better North
Before we get the four pounders, and take face off
The streets is with undercovers, homicide chasing brothers
The D.A.'s on the roof, trying to, us and knock us
And coppers, even come through in helicopters
I drink a little vodka, spark a L and hold a for
The fronters, ill niggas and spot runners
it can't happen til I, trap em and clap em
And em done, won't even run about Gods
I don't believe in none of that shit, facts are backwards
Nas is a rebel of the 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 legal type of fella
Moet drinking, marijuana smoking street
Who's always on the corner, up blessed
When I dress, it's never nothing less Guess
Cold be with a bop and my hat turned back
committing sins and my friends sell crack
This nigga raps with a razor, keep it my tongue
The school drop-out, never the shit from day one
Cause life ain't shit but stress niggas and crab stunts
So I guzzle my Hennesey pulling on mad blunts
The brutalizer, crew de-sizer,
The type of nigga who be in your elevator
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the game
Used to sport and Gazelle's with black frames
Now I'm into fat chains, sex and
Fly new and new kicks, Heine's and Beck's

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

No doubt; see my, stacks are fat, this is what about
Before the BDP conflict with MC
Around the time when Shante dissed the Roxxane
I to wake up every morning, see my crew on the block
Every day's a different plan that had us running from
If it wasn't hanging out in of cocaine spots
We was at the candy factory, the locks
Nowadays, I need the in a flash just like the next man
Fuck a yard God, let me see a grand
Could use a gun Son, but fuck the wanted man
But if I hit bottom then I'ma be the Son of Sam
Then the crew to get live too
With Swoop, Hakim, my brother Jungle, Big Bo, up the blow
Mike'll chop it, Mayo, you count the
My shit is on the streets, this way the Jakes'll never it
It's brain on drugs, to all fly bitches and thugs
'Nough respect to the projects, I'm ghost, One

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