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, blast, niggas tumble
The corners is the hot spot, full of mad
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 pounders, and take their face off
The streets is with undercovers, homicide chasing brothers
The D.A.'s on the roof, to, watch us and knock us
And killer coppers, even come through in
I drink a little vodka, a L and hold a Glock for
The fronters, wannabe ill niggas and runners
Thinking it can't happen til I, em and clap em
And em done, won't even run about Gods
I don't in none of that shit, your facts are backwards
Nas is a rebel of the corner
a Tec out the dresser, police got me under pressure

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

Yo, they call me Nas, I'm not your legal type of
drinking, marijuana smoking street dweller
Who's always on the corner, up blessed
When I dress, never nothing less than Guess
Cold be walking with a bop and my hat back
committing sins and my friends sell crack
This nigga raps with a razor, it under my tongue
The school drop-out, never the shit from day one
Cause life ain't shit but stress niggas and crab stunts
So I guzzle my Hennesey while pulling on mad
The brutalizer, de-sizer, accelerator
The type of nigga who be pissing in elevator
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack
Used to sport Bally's and Gazelle's with black
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 conflict MC Shan
Around the time when Shante dissed the Real
I used to wake up every morning, see my on the block
Every day's a different plan had us running from cops
If it wasn't hanging out in of cocaine spots
We was at the factory, breaking the locks
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 rock bottom I'ma be the Son of Sam
call the crew to get live too
With Swoop, Hakim, my brother Jungle, Big Bo, up the blow
chop it, Mayo, you count the profit
My shit is on the streets, this way the never stop it
It's your brain on drugs, to all fly bitches and
'Nough respect to the projects, I'm ghost, One

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