Luyện nghe bài hát Symphony

Erick Sermon, EPMD, it, M.O.P.
Erick and Millenium Ducats
Hold me down, hold me

Yo, I grab the mic and grip it hard like it's my last time to
I want the chrome and the cream so I put it down for
Ill cat, slick talk, New York
To break it down to straight English, the fuck you want?
Remember me? You punk crab MC
Get your shit broke in half for around with P
strike two, my style Brooklyn like the Zoo
Hey you, look nigga, one more you through
is bi-dond, rock Esco, FUBU, and Phat Fi-darm
Every time I get my on, no doubt, I spark the gridiron
I up and bless the track and spit a jewel
We cool, no need for static, I strap tools

Next up! Yo I believe me
Yo, get on the mic and the Symphony

Yo P, to rock, the sound I got, it reigns hot
Makin' necks snap back, like a
E hustle, and my way in
Then tussle for days in, on my own guns blazin'
Not for the fun of it, just for who want me to run it
Then leave them like who it?
Sucka duck, I do what I right now
When I spit the illest shit, be like, "Wow!"
Yo! I get looks when I'm in the
That's that nigga, makin' you smile Scarface
It ain't my fault, that my style enough to Shock ya
Hit you with the fifth, block-a
If I get you can bet I'll blow trial
Be downtown swingin', M.O.P.

Next up, yo I that's me
Yo get on the mic and rock the

Say hello to the Danze'll kick
Whenever tragic hit, It's E blastin' shit
Put in work in this game, soldier, I use work as code name
Told ya, line 'em up it's Soul Train and I give 'em the whole
My has been trained, to swat 'em if they blast it
Hit 'em and make 'em do a gimme
I'm donatin' a we have raised hell in midtown
And gunned down in traffic 'em what you sayin'
Get the bozac before I tear maggot ass flat
Boom, boom, back

up
Yo I believe me
Fame! Get on the mic for the

For gettin' the real, straight B'Ville
don't like Fame 'cause I'm not cream filled
I feel I speak so I speak what I feel
Sleep and I will, and I kill
Motherfuck who know jump out a
Open up your with a mac, uno, uno
nigga, I break all laws
Drink brews, out bitches, and piss on walls

This rap game is a game now, the game switched
are gettin' killed now with the same shit
I ain't no motherfuckin' role model, kids don't
'Cause I'ma hit bitch full throttle
The to raise up 5 O in your lobby
Rap is my relgion, yeah, is a hobby
Show when you meet us, it's love when you greet us
Or the first family will kill you with the heaters