Luyện nghe bài hát Brooklyn

Hey hey, ha ha say what say
Ha ha it yo
I feel like I don't have a partner
Sometimes I feel like my only
Is the city I live in, is beautiful
as I live here believe I'm on fire hey
Cause it's the
L-Y-N is the place where I
The
in the world and all USA
It's the
L-Y-N is the where I stay
The
where I rest is on my born day
Bust it, sometimes I sit back and reflect
Watch the world go by and my connect
I think the time past and the time to come
Reminisce on Bed-Stuy when I was pride and
I used to try and come, to the function
Throw on my Izod, say a something
When I was just a younging, the days of thugging
How me and Charlie Chims (hey yo what?) I'm bugging
Fast forward, Nine-Now I gotta team my
I proceed at God's speed to perform my deed
Livin the now and time, round the nine to five
For as as I'm alive, paw I got to strive
I ain't sitting roadside, that ain't harder to
I'm out here for my fam doing all I can
I love my city, sweet and in land to outskirts
Nickname Bucktown cause we to outburst
Philosophy redefine us, touch mines I back
Walk the like a sweet and get beat like drum tracks
no shakes over jakes (boomp-boomp!) we bust back
Bring the marty to face wit no place to run back
I'm from the that created the bass that thump back
This ain't a game clown, play ya James and jump back
What you want, Jack? Young cats stash they at
Draw guns back, momma screams where she sons at
Tryin to that, recurring dream of high stakes
The fourth largest, first artist, is the place
Settled by the judge years ago
Three billion strong and we go

Good Vietnam!
Ha (back up back up back up up back up)
Yo I sit back, reflect on the place that I live at
Unlike any place I been at
The home of big gats, deep hammer rim caps
Have a mishap, push ya wig
Where you go to get the trim at
Four on the got the Timb rack
Blue metro carding it
mobbing it, form partnership
Increase armorment, pharmacist
Deep consequence, you seek sleek ornaments
You get caught, the white horse and can't get off
Big dogs that trick off get sent off
They shoebox stash is all they gotta live off
It's real yo but still yo, it's love
And it's felt by anybody that here
Out of towners take the train, and bus here
Must be something that they really want
One as a resident, deeper sentiment
out "Go Brooklyn!", they representing it
Sitting on they front stoop sipping
Using dialect in they sentences
From the blocks to the tenements
To the Mom & Pop shop menaces
all around the world in great distances
And ain't a place that I know bear resemblance
That's why we it The
Not a borough or a prov, it's our that's uncalm
From "sun" to the ? to the Lafayette
White "coff guawinas" in they army jacket
Yo this goes out to my cats in Isle
Friday night out in The Himalaya goin wild
This goes out to Crown Heights and Smurv
The nighties, and all my "yarda trenny" Village
Parkside tenants caught, thirties, forties, and the
The out in Starite City gettin busy
To the Hook, to the East, to the
Bushwick and Kanarcy, Farraget, Fullgreen, and
My Flatbush posse, of armies
When time to form, just call me
And let this song be, playing loud in B
If you love strongly!
it up!

Brooklyn my habitat, the place where it at
Live sway and the balance of the battle axe
is brandished at, thugs draw they hammer back
It's where you find the news tool cameras at
where my fam is at, summertime jam is at
They play Big and get you open a sandal back
Hotter than candle wax, hustling you relax
The crack trying to find where they mama's at
It's off the handle black, wit big police scandals
Turn into actions screenplays to Miramax
The of place where they check your appearance at
And cats who know all the hot 'lo gear is at
The grounds, where you find a pound, smoke is that
Be blazing charm that have your wave cap floating
The doorstep where the dispossessed at
Dope fiends out at Franklin Ave zovarax
You big balling better keep your money folded
Cause once the young guns notice that over, black
Brooklyn keep on taking it, worldwide we for that
Flossy cats get it snatched the local tax
The place I sharpen up my baritone at
Where one of the MC's was a local cat