Luyện nghe bài hát Chill

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

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

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

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

Aiyyo, get up, get up, get
up, light up, and smoke that 'dro
Bitch shake yo' and bounce real slow
rep yo' hood, I'm with that
All my niggaz if you me
Yea, I see you,
All my bitches, if with me
Yea, I see you,

Holla at me now,
Yea, Busta Rhymes, cookin' up a little brown chicken
Dr. Dre niggaz, yea