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, niggas
The is the hot spot, full of mad criminals
Who care, guzzling beers, we all stare
At the out-of-towners (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) They better North
we get the four pounders, and take their face off
The streets is filled with undercovers, homicide brothers
The D.A.'s on the roof, trying to, us and knock us
And killer coppers, even come through in
I drink a little vodka, spark a L and a Glock for
The fronters, wannabe ill niggas and spot
Thinking it happen til I, trap em and clap em
And leave em done, won't run about Gods
I don't believe in of that shit, your facts are backwards
Nas is a rebel of the corner
Pulling a Tec out the dresser, police got me 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 walking with a bop and my hat turned
Love committing sins and my friends 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 fake and crab stunts
So I guzzle my while pulling on mad blunts
The brutalizer, de-sizer, accelerator
The type of who be pissing in your elevator
Somehow the rap reminds me of the crack game
Used to sport Bally's and with black frames
Now I'm into fat chains, sex and
Fly new chicks and new kicks, Heine's and

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

No doubt; see my, are fat, this is what it's about
Before the BDP conflict with MC
Around the time when dissed the Real Roxxane
I used to up every morning, see my crew on the block
day's a different plan that had us running from cops
If it wasn't out in front 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 hundred
Could use a gun Son, but fuck the wanted man
But if I hit rock then I'ma be the Son of Sam
Then call the crew to get too
With Swoop, Hakim, my brother Jungle, Big Bo, cooks up the
Mike'll chop it, Mayo, you the profit
My is on the streets, this way the Jakes'll never stop it
It's 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!