Luyện nghe bài hát 1-Luv

This is the operator, I have a collect from
Hey yo' potnah main
Who is an inmate in a California prison
To charges, hang up now
To accept charges, five now

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Remember that game Fat Bank Take Skinny
Well now we play Skinny Take Fat Bank
That's because it ain't no work bein' main
They act like ain't even thinkin' 'bout us main

I promise I swear the threw my homey in the slammer
Did him bad, wish I had my candid camera, me mad
be swarmin' like bees surveillance binoculars hidden in trees
Reliable sources keys, oh please

One for the life and two for death, three damn no chances left
Let me tell ya lil' 'bout me and the C L I C
We used to have to use sheets for curtains, socks for wash
I was happy as hell when my cousin me his hand-me-downs

This ain't no happy Shirley Temple crap
here is serious more Realistic than Radio Shack
Observe as I strike a nerve, reach out and touch my
Open up your photo man and I bet you find
Folks that passed away, potnahs that been blasted
I miss you steal some main, who got some tissue

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Everybody shoot 'em up bang bang
Way I was raised we had to up and throw them thangs
We got 'em up and you I had to check 'em swell
'Cuz if I ran home and didn't fight my mom'd beat that tail

Just received word from my folks
said, "They tryin' ta, they tryin' ta take away our weights
And no more beef and pork just Muslim and fish fork"
And laps around the yard with my bumpin' this

Now I'm 'bouts ta get married, is it
Thought it was, till I got the Dear letter
Been for ten bucks and got a eight year stay
And I found out she had her baby yesterday

Ain't nobody been to see me yet but I ain't worry
Man ya out there ballin' main can you drop a upinmy commissary
My family thinks I'm a thug homie
When you see my momma man her a hug for me and tell her

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Huh, thinkin' back, you gotta watch your back and it well
Enjoyed myself I was out there tryin' ta get in that mail
We to kick it at the waterfront the whole Vallejo
Watchin' the pervin' contestses between and Del

That's what we did up under the bridge fools up
Choppin' game conversatin' toast up
Leanin' against my seamless tops and boosted cleaners
Them boys mobbin' deep in cuts, actin' meanest

The good times, they gone, in the can is my new phone
Guess in to do some right I had to do some wrong
Picked up a package yesterday and I was
It was a box and full of from my pappy

Tripped me out seen or heard from Poppa Duke in years
Sent me a and some fetti dang they sheadin' tears
See you born then you live then you die
One day soon get another try, 1-luv

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