Luyện nghe bài hát Represent

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

Straight up shit is real and any day be your last in the jungle
Get on the humble, guns'll blast, niggas tumble
The corners is the hot spot, of mad criminals
Who don't care, beers, we all stare
At the out-of-towners (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) They break North
Before we get the four pounders, and take their off
The streets is filled undercovers, homicide chasing brothers
The D.A.'s on the roof, trying to, watch us and us
And killer coppers, even come in helicopters
I a little vodka, spark a L and hold a Glock for
The fronters, wannabe ill and spot runners
it can't happen til I, trap em and clap em
And leave em done, even run about Gods
I don't believe in none of that shit, your facts are
Nas is a rebel of the street
Pulling a Tec out the dresser, police got me under

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

Yo, call me Nas, I'm not your legal type of fella
Moet drinking, marijuana street dweller
Who's on the corner, rolling up blessed
When I dress, never nothing less than Guess
be walking with a bop and my hat turned back
Love committing sins and my friends sell
This nigga raps with a razor, keep it under my
The school drop-out, liked the shit from day one
life ain't shit but stress fake niggas and crab stunts
So I guzzle my while pulling on mad blunts
The brutalizer, crew de-sizer,
The type of nigga who be pissing in elevator
Somehow the rap reminds me of the crack game
Used to sport Bally's and Gazelle's with black
Now I'm fat chains, sex and Tecs
Fly new chicks and new kicks, and Beck's

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

No doubt; see my, stacks are fat, is what it's about
Before the BDP with MC Shan
Around the time when Shante dissed the Roxxane
I to wake up every morning, see my crew on the block
Every a different plan that had us running from cops
If it wasn't hanging out in front of spots
We was at the candy factory, breaking the
Nowadays, I need the green in a flash like the next man
a yard God, let me see a hundred grand
Could use a gun Son, but fuck the wanted man
But if I hit rock bottom then be the Son of Sam
Then call the to get live too
With Swoop, Hakim, my Jungle, Big Bo, cooks up the blow
Mike'll chop it, Mayo, you count the
My shit is on the streets, this way the Jakes'll never it
It's your brain on drugs, to all fly bitches and
respect to the projects, I'm ghost, One Love

ya'll, represent!
ya'll, represent!
ya'll, represent!
ya'll, represent!