Luyện nghe bài hát Represent

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

Straight up shit is and any day could be your last in the jungle
Get on the humble, guns'll blast, niggas 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
we get the four pounders, and take 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, even come in helicopters
I drink a vodka, spark a L and hold a Glock for
The fronters, wannabe ill niggas and spot
Thinking it can't til I, trap 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 street
Pulling a Tec out the dresser, police got me under

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

Yo, call me Nas, I'm not your legal type of fella
Moet drinking, marijuana street dweller
Who's on the corner, rolling up blessed
When I dress, it's never nothing less than
Cold be walking with a bop and my hat turned
committing sins and my friends sell crack
This nigga raps with a razor, it under my tongue
The school drop-out, never liked the shit day one
Cause life shit but stress fake niggas and crab stunts
So I guzzle my Hennesey while pulling on mad
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 frames
Now I'm fat chains, sex and Tecs
Fly new chicks and new kicks, Heine's and

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

No doubt; see my, stacks are fat, this is it's about
Before the BDP conflict MC Shan
Around the when Shante dissed the Real Roxxane
I used to wake up every morning, see my crew on the
Every day's a different plan that had us running cops
If it wasn't hanging out in front of cocaine
We was at the factory, breaking the locks
Nowadays, I the green 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
call the crew to get live too
With Swoop, Hakim, my Jungle, Big Bo, cooks up the blow
Mike'll chop it, Mayo, you count the
My is on the streets, this way the Jakes'll never stop it
It's your brain on drugs, to all fly and thugs
respect to the projects, I'm ghost, One Love

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