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 California 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 because it no work bein' offered main
They act they ain't even thinkin' 'bout us main

I promise I swear the po-po threw my in the slammer
Did him bad, wish I had my camera, made me mad
Vanilla be swarmin' bees surveillance binoculars hidden in trees
Reliable copying keys, oh please

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

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

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Everybody wanna 'em up bang 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 beat that

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

Now I'm ta get married, is it clever?
Thought it was, I got the Dear John letter
down for ten bucks and got a eight year stay
And I just 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 a twenty upinmy 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 myself when I was out tryin' ta get in that mail
We to kick it at the waterfront the whole Vallejo
Watchin' the pervin' contestses E-40 and Del

That's what we did up under the fools posted up
Choppin' game gettin' toast up
Leanin' against my seamless 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 and I was happy
It was a box and full of goodies from my

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

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