Luyện nghe bài hát A Ha

Hey hey, ha ha say say what
Ha ha it yo
Sometimes I feel like I don't have a
I feel like my only friend
Is the city I live in, is Brooklyn
Long as I live here believe I'm on hey
Cuz the B-the-R-the-O-the-O-K
L-Y-N is the place where I
The
Best in the and all USA
It's the
L-Y-N is the where I stay
The
Place I rest is on my born day
it, sometimes I sit back and just reflect
Watch the world go by and my thought
I think about the time and the time to come
Reminesce on Bed-Stuy when I was and young
I to try and come, to the neighborhood function
Throw on my Izod, say a something
When I was just a youngin, before the days of
How me and Chims (aiyyo what?) I'm only buggin
Fast forward, I gotta team my seed
I must proceed at God's speed to perform my
Livin the now space and time, the nine to five
For as long as I'm alive, paw I got to
I ain't sittin roadside, that ain't harder to
I'm out here for my fam all that I can
I my city, sweet and gritty in land to outskirts
Nickname Bucktown cuz we grown to
Philosophy redefine us, touch mines I back
Walk the streets like a sweet and get like drum tracks
Catch no shakes jakes (boomp-boomp!) we bust back
Bring the marty to your 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 Brown and back
What you want, Jack? cats stash they jums at
Draw they guns back, momma where she sons at
Tryin to hunt that, recurring dream of high
The fourth largest, first artist, Brooklyn is the
by the judge many years ago
Three billion and here we go

MORNINNNNNNNNNGG VIETNAM!!!
Ha (back up back up back up up back up) [repeated in background]
Yo sometimes I sit back, reflect on the that I live at
Unlike any place I ever at
The home of big gats, dish hammer rim caps
Have a mishap, push ya wig
Where you go to get the fresh at
on the jake got the Timb rack
Blue metro carding it
Thugs mobbin it, partnership
Increase armorment, pharmacist
Deep consequence, when you seek ornaments
You get caught, rode the white and can't get off
Big dogs that trick off just get off
shoebox stash is all they seeds gotta live off
It's real yo but still yo, it's love
And it's felt by that come here
Out of towners take the train, plane and bus
be something that they really want here
One year as a resident, sentiment
"Go Brooklyn!", they representin it
Sittin on they front stoop Guinesses
Usin native in they sentences
From the blocks to the tenaments
To the Mom & Pop local menaces
Travel all around the world in great
And ain't a place I know that bear resemblance
That's why we it The
Not a borough or a prov, it's our style that's
?sun? to the ? to the Lafayette Gardens
White ?coff guawinas? in they army jacket
Yo goes out to my cats in Coney Isle
Friday night out in The Himalaya goin wild
goes out to Crown Heights and Smurv Village
The nighties, and all my ?yarda trenny? Brown's
tennants caught, thirties, forties, and the fifties
The cats out in Starite gettin busy
To the Hook, to the East, to the
Bushwick and Kanarcy, Farraget, Fullgreen, and
My posse, generals of armies
it's time to form, just call me
And let this song be, playin in Long B
If you Bucktown STRONGLY!
IT UP!

Brooklyn my habitat, the place it happen at
Live sway and the sharp balance of the axe
Irons is at, thugs draw they hammer back
It's where you find the news tool cameras at
It's where my fam is at, summertime is at
They play Big and get you open like a sandal
Hotter than candle wax, hustlin you relax
The crack tryin to find where they mama's at
It's off the handle black, wit big scandals that
Turn into actions screenplays to Miramax
The type of place where they check appearance at
And cats who where all the hot 'lo gear is at
The stompin grounds, where you a pound, smoke is that
Be blazin that have your wave cap floatin back
The doorstep the disposessed posted at
Dope out at Franklin Ave sellin zovarax
You big ballin better keep money folded back
Cuz once the young guns notice it's over, black
Brooklyn keep on takin it, worldwide we known for
Flossy get it snatched like the local tax
The I sharpen up my baritone vocals at
Where one of the MC's was a local cat