Luyện nghe bài hát 1-Luv

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

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

I promise I swear the po-po 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 copying keys, oh please

One for the life and two for death, three damn strikes no chances
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 wash
I was happy as hell when my cousin me his hand-me-downs

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

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Everybody wanna shoot 'em up bang
Way I was raised we had to knuckle up and throw them
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 received from my folks upstate
They said, "They ta, they tryin' ta take away our weights
And no beef and pork just 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

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

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Huh, thinkin' back, you gotta your back and play it well
Enjoyed 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
game conversatin' gettin' toast up
Leanin' my seamless convertible tops and boosted cleaners
Them Click mobbin' deep in cuts, actin' meanest

The good times, gone, here 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 from my

Tripped me out ain't seen or heard Poppa Duke in years
Sent me a picture and some 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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