Luyện nghe bài hát Blue Magic

Roc-a-fella
The Skateboard P
Great
Y'all know what it is (Oh Shit!)
C'mon!

So what if you flip a couple
I could triple that in
your mind you see the circus in the sky
I'm Ringling brothers and Bailey with the pies
No matter how you slice it I'm motherfucking guy
Just like a with 360 waves
Do the same with the pot, come back beige.
Whether writers are par, whether the jar
Whip it around, it still comes hard.
So easily do I
My repetition with wrists bring you kilo biggers.
I got C.O. bitches
For my niggas who slipped, became
Trees taped to the
You already know what the is
Unnecessary commissary, boy we live shit
Niggas wanna the 80s back
It's okay with me, that's they made me at
Except I don't on the wall
I write my name in the books,
in the hall (hustling in the hall)
Nah, I spin on my head
I spin in the pots so I can spend my bread

And I'm getting it, I'm it
I ain't talking it, I'm living it
I'm getting it, getting it
Get get get it boy
(Don't you time,
Fighting the life stay course,
And understand)
Get it boy

It's '87 of mind that I'm in (mind that I'm in)
In my prime, so for that time, I'm (I'm Rakim)
If it wasn't for the crime I was in
But I be the guy whose rhymes it is that I'm in (that I'm in)
No pain, no profit, P I repeat if you show me the pot is (pot is)
Cherry M3's with the top (top back)
Red and G's all on my hat
North beach leathers, Gucci sweater
sneaks on to keep my outfit together
Whatever, for the diamond chain
Can't you tell I came from the dope game
Reagan for making me into a monster
Blame Oliver and Iran-Contra
I ran contraband that they
Before rhyming stuff we was in concert

Push (push) over broads, you got it, fuck Bush
Chef (chef), guess I cooked
Baked a lot of bread and kept it off the
Rockstar, look, way before the bars my picture was getting
Feds, like wack rappers,
Tried as they may, couldn't get me on the
D.A. indict me
fish scales in my veins like a pisces
The pot, rolled up my sleeves
one into two like a Siamese
Twin when it end, I'm a as a man
Never or admiring these
Last of a dying breed, so let the pop
I partied for a while now I'm to the block