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 care, guzzling beers, we all stare
At the out-of-towners (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) They better North
we get the four pounders, and take their face off
The streets is filled with undercovers, homicide chasing
The D.A.'s on the roof, trying to, us and knock us
And killer coppers, even through in helicopters
I drink a little vodka, a L and hold a Glock for
The fronters, wannabe ill and spot runners
Thinking it can't happen til I, em and clap em
And leave em done, won't even run about
I don't in none of that shit, your facts are backwards
Nas is a of the street corner
Pulling a Tec out the dresser, got me under pressure

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

Yo, they me Nas, I'm not your legal type of fella
drinking, marijuana smoking street dweller
Who's on the corner, rolling up blessed
When I dress, it's never less than Guess
Cold be walking a bop and my hat turned back
Love committing sins and my sell crack
nigga raps with a razor, keep it under my tongue
The school drop-out, liked 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 in your elevator
the rap game reminds me of the crack game
Used to sport Bally's and Gazelle's with frames
Now I'm into fat chains, sex and
Fly new chicks and new kicks, and Beck's

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

No see my, stacks are fat, this is what it's about
Before the BDP with MC Shan
Around the time when Shante dissed the Roxxane
I used to up every morning, see my crew 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 need the green in a flash like the next man
Fuck a yard God, let me see a 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 the crew to get live too
With Swoop, Hakim, my Jungle, Big Bo, cooks up the blow
chop it, Mayo, you count the profit
My is on the streets, this way the Jakes'll never stop it
your brain on drugs, to all fly bitches and thugs
'Nough respect to the projects, I'm ghost, One

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