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 murdered on the humble, guns'll blast, niggas
The corners is the hot spot, full of mad
Who don't care, guzzling beers, we all
At the (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) They better break North
Before we get the pounders, and take their face off
The streets is filled with undercovers, homicide brothers
The D.A.'s on the roof, trying to, watch us and us
And killer coppers, come through in helicopters
I drink a little vodka, a L and hold a Glock for
The fronters, wannabe ill niggas and runners
Thinking it happen til I, trap em and clap em
And em done, won't even run about Gods
I don't believe in none of that shit, your are backwards
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, they me Nas, I'm not your legal type of fella
Moet drinking, smoking street dweller
Who's on the corner, rolling up blessed
When I dress, it's never nothing than Guess
Cold be walking with a bop and my hat back
Love committing and my friends sell crack
This nigga raps with a razor, keep it under my
The school drop-out, never liked the from day one
Cause life ain't shit but stress fake and crab stunts
So I my Hennesey while pulling on mad blunts
The brutalizer, crew de-sizer,
The type of nigga who be pissing in your
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the game
to sport Bally's and Gazelle's with black frames
Now I'm into fat chains, sex and
Fly new chicks and new kicks, Heine's and

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

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

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