Luyện nghe bài hát Blue Magic

Roc-a-fella
The Skateboard P
Hova
Y'all already know it is (Oh Shit!)
C'mon!

So if you flip a couple words
I could that in birds
Open your you see the circus in the sky
I'm Ringling brothers Barnum and Bailey with the
No matter how you slice it I'm motherfucking guy
Just like a B-Boy with 360
Do the with the pot, still come back beige.
writers are par, whether powder the jar
Whip it around, it comes back hard.
So easily do I
My with wrists will bring you kilo biggers.
I got C.O. bitches
For my niggas who slipped, became
taped to the visitors
You already what the business is
Unnecessary commissary, boy we this shit
Niggas wanna bring the 80s
It's okay with me, that's where made me at
Except I write on the wall
I my name in the history books,
Hustling in the (hustling in the hall)
Nah, I don't spin on my
I spin work in the pots so I can my bread

And I'm getting it, I'm it
I ain't talking it, I'm living it
I'm it, straight getting it
Get get get it boy
(Don't you time,
the life stay your course,
And understand)
Get it boy

It's '87 state of that I'm in (mind that I'm in)
In my prime, so for time, I'm Rakim (I'm Rakim)
If it wasn't for the crime I was in
But I wouldn't be the guy whose it is that I'm in (that I'm in)
No pain, no profit, P I repeat if you me where the pot is (pot is)
Cherry M3's with the top (top back)
Red and G's all on my hat
North beach leathers, matching Gucci
Gucci sneaks on to keep my outfit
Whatever, hundred for the chain
Can't you that I came from the dope game
Blame Reagan for making me into a
Oliver North and Iran-Contra
I ran contraband that they
Before rhyming stuff we was in concert

Push (push) money over broads, you got it, fuck
Chef (chef), guess what I
Baked a lot of bread and it off the books
Rockstar, look, way before the my picture was getting took
Feds, they like rappers,
Tried as may, couldn't get me on the hook
D.A. wanna me
Cause fish scales in my veins a pisces
The pyrex pot, rolled up my
one into two like a Siamese
Twin when it end, I'm a as a man
Never dying or these
Last of a breed, so let the champagne pop
I for a while now I'm back to the block