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, guns'll blast, niggas
The corners is the hot spot, full of mad
Who don't care, guzzling beers, we all
At the (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) They better break North
Before we get the four pounders, and take their off
The streets is filled with undercovers, chasing brothers
The D.A.'s on the roof, trying to, us and knock us
And killer coppers, come through in helicopters
I a little vodka, spark a L and hold a Glock for
The fronters, wannabe ill and spot runners
it can't happen til I, trap em and clap em
And leave em done, won't even run about
I don't believe in none of that shit, your facts are
Nas is a rebel of the street
a Tec out the dresser, police got me under pressure

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

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

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

No doubt; see my, are fat, this is what it's about
Before the BDP conflict with MC
Around the time when Shante dissed the Real
I used to up every morning, see my crew on the block
Every day's a different plan that had us from cops
If it wasn't out in front of cocaine spots
We was at the factory, breaking the locks
Nowadays, I the green in a flash just like the next man
Fuck a God, let me see a hundred 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 the crew to get live too
With Swoop, Hakim, my Jungle, Big Bo, cooks up the blow
chop it, Mayo, you count the profit
My is on the streets, this way the Jakes'll never 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!