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, guns'll blast, tumble
The is the hot spot, full of mad criminals
Who don't care, beers, we all stare
At the out-of-towners (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) They better break
Before we get the four pounders, and their face off
The streets is filled with undercovers, chasing brothers
The D.A.'s on the roof, trying to, watch us and us
And killer coppers, come through in helicopters
I drink a vodka, spark a L and hold a Glock for
The fronters, wannabe ill and spot runners
it can't happen til I, trap em and clap em
And leave em done, won't even run Gods
I don't believe in none of that shit, 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 call me Nas, I'm not legal type of fella
Moet drinking, marijuana smoking dweller
Who's always on the corner, rolling up
I dress, it's never nothing less than Guess
Cold be walking with a bop and my hat turned
Love committing sins and my friends crack
This nigga 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 fake niggas and stunts
So I guzzle my Hennesey pulling on mad blunts
The brutalizer, crew de-sizer,
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 and new kicks, Heine's and Beck's

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

No doubt; see my, stacks are fat, is what it's about
Before the BDP conflict MC Shan
Around the time when dissed the Real Roxxane
I used to wake up every morning, see my crew on the
Every day's a plan that had us running from cops
If it wasn't out in front of cocaine spots
We was at the candy factory, breaking the
Nowadays, I need the in a flash just like the next man
Fuck a yard God, let me see a hundred
use a gun Son, but fuck being the wanted man
But if I hit bottom then I'ma be the Son of Sam
Then call the crew to get too
With Swoop, Hakim, my Jungle, Big Bo, cooks up the blow
chop it, Mayo, you count the profit
My shit is on the streets, way the Jakes'll never stop it
It's your brain on drugs, to all fly and thugs
'Nough respect to the projects, I'm ghost, One

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