Luyện nghe bài hát Represent

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

Straight up shit is real and any day could be your last in the
Get murdered on the humble, blast, niggas tumble
The corners is the hot spot, of mad criminals
Who don't care, guzzling beers, we all
At the out-of-towners (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) They better North
Before we get the four pounders, and 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, come through in helicopters
I drink a little vodka, spark a L and a Glock for
The fronters, wannabe ill niggas and runners
Thinking it can't happen til I, em and clap em
And leave em done, won't even run Gods
I don't believe in none of shit, your facts are backwards
Nas is a rebel of the corner
Pulling a Tec out the dresser, police got me pressure

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

Yo, they call me Nas, I'm not your legal of fella
drinking, marijuana smoking street dweller
Who's always on the corner, rolling up
When I dress, never nothing less than Guess
Cold be walking with a bop and my hat turned
Love committing sins and my sell crack
This nigga raps a razor, keep it under my tongue
The drop-out, never liked the shit from day one
Cause life ain't but stress fake niggas and crab stunts
So I guzzle my Hennesey while pulling on mad
The brutalizer, de-sizer, accelerator
The type of nigga who be pissing in your
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack
Used to sport Bally's and Gazelle's black frames
Now I'm into fat chains, sex and
Fly new chicks and new kicks, Heine's and

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

No doubt; see my, stacks are fat, is what it's about
Before the BDP conflict with MC
Around the when Shante dissed the Real Roxxane
I to wake up every morning, see my crew on the block
day's a different plan that had us running from cops
If it wasn't hanging out in of cocaine spots
We was at the candy factory, breaking the
Nowadays, I need the green in a flash just the next man
Fuck a God, let me see a hundred grand
Could use a gun Son, but fuck being the man
But if I hit rock then I'ma be the Son of Sam
Then call the to get live too
Swoop, Hakim, my brother Jungle, Big Bo, cooks up the blow
Mike'll it, Mayo, you count the profit
My shit is on the streets, this way the Jakes'll 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!