Luyện nghe bài hát Symphony

Erick Sermon, EPMD, it, M.O.P.
Erick and Parrish Ducats
me down, hold me down

Yo, I grab the mic and grip it like it's my last time to shine
I want the chrome and the cream so I put it for mine
Ill cat, talk, slang New York
To break it to straight English, what the fuck you want?
Remember me? You punk crab MC
Get shit broke in half for fuckin' around with P
Aiyyo two, my style Brooklyn like the Zoo
Hey you, nigga, one more strike you through
Word is bi-dond, rock Esco, FUBU, and Fi-darm
Every time I get my on, no doubt, I spark the gridiron
I step up and bless the and spit a jewel
We keep cool, no for static, I strap tools

Next up! Yo I that's me
Yo, get on the mic and the Symphony

Yo P, to rock, the sound I got, it reigns hot
Makin' necks back, like a slingshot
E hustle, and my way in
Then tussle for in, on my own with guns blazin'
Not for the fun of it, just for who want me to run it
leave them like who done it?
Sucka duck, I do what I feel now
When I spit the illest shit, be like, "Wow!"
Yo! I get when I'm in the place
that nigga, makin' you smile with Scarface
It ain't my fault, that my style Silkk to Shock ya
Hit you with the fifth, block-a
If I get caught you can bet blow trial
Be downtown swingin', M.O.P.

Next up, yo I believe me
Yo get on the mic and rock the

Say hello to the devil kick
tragic hit, It's E MO-PMD blastin' shit
Put in work in this game, soldier, I use work as code name
Told ya, line 'em up it's Soul Train and I 'em the whole thing
My family has been trained, to swat 'em if they it
Hit 'em and make 'em do a backflip
I'm a casket we have raised hell in midtown
And gunned down in traffic 'em what you sayin'
Get the bozac before I tear your ass flat
Boom, boom, back

up
Yo I believe me
Fame! Get on the mic for the

For gettin' the real, straight B'Ville
Motherfuckers don't like 'cause I'm not cream filled
I feel what I speak so I speak I feel
and I will, reap and I kill
Motherfuck who jump out a hugo
Open up your with a mac, uno, uno
Ghettoville nigga, I break all
Drink brews, curse out bitches, and piss on

This rap game is a street now, the game switched
Rappers are gettin' now with the same shit
I ain't no motherfuckin' role model, don't follow
'Cause I'ma hit bitch full throttle
The type to up 5 O in your lobby
Rap is my relgion, yeah, is a hobby
Show love when you meet us, it's love you greet us
Or the first family will come kill you the heaters