Luyện nghe bài hát 1-Luv

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

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

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

One for the life and two for death, three damn strikes no 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 my cousin gave me his hand-me-downs

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

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

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

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

Ain't nobody to see me yet but I ain't gonna worry
Man ya out there ballin' main can you a twenty upinmy commissary
My thinks that 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 back and play it well
myself when I was out there tryin' ta get in that mail
We used to kick it at the waterfront the Vallejo
the pervin' contestses between E-40 and Del

That's what we did up the bridge fools posted up
Choppin' conversatin' gettin' toast up
Leanin' against my seamless convertible tops and cleaners
Them Click mobbin' deep in cuts, actin' meanest

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

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

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