Luyện nghe bài hát Blue Magic

Roc-a-fella
The imperial P
Great
Y'all know what it is (Oh Shit!)
C'mon!

So what if you flip a couple
I triple that in birds
Open your you see the circus in the sky
I'm Ringling brothers Barnum and with the pies
No matter how you it I'm your motherfucking guy
Just like a B-Boy 360 waves
Do the same with the pot, still come beige.
Whether writers are par, powder the jar
Whip it around, it comes back hard.
So do I w-h-i-p
My repetition wrists will bring you kilo biggers.
I got C.O. bitches
For my who slipped, became prisoners
taped to the visitors
You already know the business is
Unnecessary commissary, boy we this shit
wanna bring the 80s back
It's okay with me, where they made me at
Except I don't on the wall
I write my in the history books,
in the hall (hustling in the hall)
Nah, I don't spin on my
I work in the pots so I can spend my bread

And I'm it, I'm getting it
I talking about it, I'm living it
I'm getting it, getting it
Get get get it boy
(Don't you time,
Fighting the stay your course,
And understand)
Get it boy

It's '87 state of mind I'm in (mind that I'm in)
In my prime, so for time, I'm Rakim (I'm Rakim)
If it wasn't for the crime I was in
But I wouldn't be the guy whose rhymes it is I'm in (that I'm in)
No pain, no profit, P I repeat if you show me the pot is (pot is)
M3's with the top back (top back)
Red and G's all on my hat
beach leathers, matching Gucci sweater
Gucci sneaks on to keep my together
Whatever, for the diamond chain
you tell that I came from the dope game
Blame Reagan for making me a monster
Blame Oliver and Iran-Contra
I ran that they sponsored
Before this rhyming stuff we was in

Push (push) money broads, you got it, fuck Bush
Chef (chef), guess I cooked
a lot of bread and kept it off the books
Rockstar, look, way before the my picture was getting took
Feds, they wack rappers,
Tried as may, couldn't get me on the hook
D.A. wanna me
Cause fish scales in my veins like a
The pyrex pot, rolled up my
Turn one into two like a
when it end, I'm a stand as a man
Never or admiring these
of a dying breed, so let the champagne pop
I partied for a now I'm back to the block