Luyện nghe bài hát Chill

Yea, yea, shit sound like
One, two O'clock in the mornin' the full moon out
Niggaz in they trucks
With a fresh box of ecstasy pills for bitches

Yea, select, please collect, G's connect
nigga direct the trees to the smoke fest
Wanna take a
Yes, the newest I'm in
I'm like Smithsonian nigga, fuck it call me
Wave the torch, cut the head off the
The terminology I'm rhymin' in a frenzy up in Ireland
Hit ya, I'm get ya
And drop the scripture at your Barmitzvah
Yo, map shit out, blast the speakers
With a wife beater on, bushes below, a new pair of
Street hang on the sidewalk, that's where I learned my fly talk
Pimp strut and how to sky
Moderatin' how we the whole conglomerate
The way we it, you'll never conquer it
See how we wreck, has a global effect, on even Polish
Young and restless to the old and feeble
Peep them, Czechoslovakian to Yugoslavian
Be all my bounce so don't be botherin', niggaz
So now you should feel the cathedralish bounce
Put one in your leave you in a fetalish crouch, nigga
My vernacular is
Strategic plans'll have you lookin' wacker than a office massacre
Is that so? Make moves like a fatso
Bounce in a Astro after my gat blow

Aiyyo, get up, get up, get
Roll up, up, and smoke that 'dro
Bitch shake yo' hips and real slow
Niggaz rep yo' hood, I'm with
All my if you with me
Yea, I see you,
All my bitches, if you're me
Yea, I see you,

Yea, my whole entire mind state
Than astronomy and mathematics like
you niggaz like mashed potato
Back when niggaz used to rock and Clarks
I used to watch, little shouldn't hustle nickel crack in the park
Barrels spray the brighter flame in the
Blood spill stain on the street, that's how niggaz be they mark
with diplomats who love Bailey's
Monopolize and quickly get money fuckin' with Israelis
So solid how we be to a handful of niggaz
That be all on the same wallet
Them type niggaz be conspirin' and kidnappin'
Shit happens, gun clap for you in a gift
You follow how the style switch up
a group of religious niggaz schemin' to kill they ArchBishop
You big pussy nigga actin' all
Call me Atheist, because I don't in you, God
It's like a grand celebratin' the bounce of the century
I tote the recipe for any type of discrepancy
Busta Rhymes the great renaissance artist and
Like how a Brunelleschi portrait is so hard to get
We got the obscure shit for the
Nevertheless, we your head and your chest, now rock to the beat
Yo, we got the obscure shit for the
Nevertheless, we split your head and your chest, now rock to the

Aiyyo, get up, get up, get
Roll up, light up, and smoke that
Bitch shake yo' hips and bounce slow
Niggaz rep yo' hood, I'm that
All my niggaz if you me
Yea, I see you,
All my bitches, if you're me
Yea, I see you,

at me now, c'mon
Yea, Busta Rhymes, cookin' up a little stew chicken
Dr. Dre niggaz, yea