Luyện nghe bài hát Represent

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

Straight up shit is real and any day could be your in the jungle
Get murdered on the humble, guns'll blast, tumble
The corners is the hot spot, of mad criminals
Who care, guzzling beers, we all stare
At the out-of-towners (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) better break North
Before we get the pounders, and take their face off
The streets is with undercovers, homicide chasing brothers
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, spark a L and hold a for
The fronters, wannabe ill and spot runners
Thinking it can't happen til I, trap em and em
And leave em done, won't even run about
I don't believe in of that shit, your facts are backwards
Nas is a rebel of the 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 your type of fella
Moet drinking, marijuana smoking street
Who's always on the corner, up blessed
When I dress, it's never less than Guess
Cold be walking with a bop and my hat back
committing sins and my friends sell crack
This raps with a razor, keep it under my tongue
The drop-out, never liked the shit from day one
Cause life ain't shit but fake niggas and crab stunts
So I guzzle my while pulling on mad blunts
The brutalizer, de-sizer, accelerator
The type of nigga who be in your elevator
Somehow the rap reminds me of the crack game
Used to sport Bally's and Gazelle's black frames
Now I'm fat chains, sex and Tecs
Fly new chicks and new kicks, 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 with MC
the time when Shante 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 hanging out in front of spots
We was at the factory, breaking the locks
Nowadays, I need the green in a flash just like the man
Fuck a yard God, let me see a grand
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 to get live too
With Swoop, Hakim, my brother Jungle, Big Bo, up the blow
Mike'll chop it, Mayo, you count the
My shit is on the streets, this way the Jakes'll stop it
It's your 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!