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, tumble
The corners is the hot spot, of mad criminals
Who care, guzzling beers, we all stare
At the (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) They better break North
Before we get the four pounders, and take their off
The streets is filled with undercovers, homicide brothers
The D.A.'s on the roof, to, watch us and knock us
And killer coppers, even come in helicopters
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 even run about
I don't believe in none of that shit, your are backwards
Nas is a of the street corner
Pulling a Tec out the dresser, got me under pressure

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

Yo, they me Nas, I'm not your legal type of fella
drinking, marijuana smoking street dweller
Who's on the corner, rolling up blessed
When I dress, it's never nothing less Guess
Cold be walking with a bop and my hat turned
Love sins and my friends sell crack
This nigga raps a razor, keep it under my tongue
The school drop-out, never liked the shit day one
Cause life ain't shit but stress fake niggas and crab
So I guzzle my Hennesey pulling on mad blunts
The brutalizer, de-sizer, accelerator
The type of who be pissing in your elevator
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the game
to sport Bally's and Gazelle's with black frames
Now I'm fat chains, sex and Tecs
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 it's
Before the BDP conflict MC Shan
Around the time when dissed the Real Roxxane
I used to wake up morning, see my crew on the block
Every day's a different plan that had us running cops
If it wasn't hanging out in front of cocaine
We was at the factory, breaking the locks
Nowadays, I need the in a flash just like the next man
Fuck a yard God, let me see a grand
use a gun Son, but fuck being 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, cooks up the
Mike'll chop it, Mayo, you count the
My shit is on the streets, this way the Jakes'll stop it
It's your 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!