Luyện nghe bài hát 1-Luv

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

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

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

One for the life and two for death, three damn no chances left
Let me tell ya lil' me E-40 and the C L I C
We used to have to use sheets for curtains, socks for towels
I was as hell when my cousin gave me his hand-me-downs

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

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wanna shoot 'em up bang bang
Way I was we had to knuckle 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 back my mom'd that tail

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

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

Ain't been to see me yet but I ain't gonna worry
Man ya out there ballin' main can you drop a twenty upinmy
My family thinks that I'm a thug
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 and play it well
myself when I was out there tryin' ta get in that mail
We used to kick it at the the whole Vallejo
Watchin' the pervin' contestses E-40 and Del

That's what we did up under the fools posted up
game conversatin' gettin' toast up
Leanin' against my convertible tops and boosted cleaners
Them Click boys mobbin' in cuts, actin' meanest

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

Tripped me out ain't seen or heard Poppa Duke in years
Sent me a picture and some fetti dang sheadin' tears
See first you then you live then you die
One day I'll get another try, 1-luv

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