Luyện nghe bài hát Bk Anthem

B-I up?
Long as I got a voice, you got a my nigga. Yessir

BK; stand up, throw your hands up
If you wit me, lick a for biggie

in the spot in my b-boy stance
Don't make this four-fifth kick like bruce lee roy
You know I'm smarter than Spock, vulinicly advanced
So this aluminum will foil your plans, how I'm doin em man
I two in hand, in case I've been drinkin
Seein double; I got one for you and twin
I got a nickel for thoughts, make your blood trickle
Leave your smarts on the sidewalk, till the come and get you
The guns with or without you
Make body whistle without you. Young
I'm official without you
that nigga all the bitches whisper about. Ooh
Hes so terreferic, his like its about you
You tell me that everything he spits that its not true
Im from the crack in the a fighter with my back against it all
Took a lighter, left my name in the hall.

{BK; stand up, Brooklyn; throw hands up
If you wit me, a shit for biggie}x2

up on Lexington ave, my sights real high
Moved to the marcy project round the time I was
Had a in the heart of the sty'
So on the or July, we would always stop by
Man I ran through the bushes, bought from tha dreads
They had the beef patties and cocoa bread
the album square mall straight round the time I was gettin tall
Where niggas was pockets, leavin change on tha floor
18, regime roundin. Pink houses fort green niggas they blend
Wasnt on the a train, d, g or the f
They set the low like niggas snatch polo off your chest
East new york, brushwick, it, the whole BK
Brownsville, where the warriors out to play
Nigga you better deep goin through coney island
theres one way out nigga, one way in nigga

{BK; up, Brooklyn; throw you hands up
If you wit me, lick a shot for

you go, brooklyns in tha house(if you soft up the chain)
The crooks is in tha house, the jooks is in
The on tha way
Standouts first, then tha llamas spray
Mamas pray
But we respect real, you act a sheep, you goin be the next meal
The in on tha job
get in where we fit in
Not rid the and the kids is growin
Baby need new shoes, and you sitting on
And we got guns big as
And you and the spot off like terrell owens
Hella nigga
You better hold your ground, if you a strong
Then the fours will blow you down and its back to the town. Yes

{BK; stand up, throw your hands up
If you wit me, a shot for biggie}x2