Luyện nghe bài hát 1-Luv

This is the operator, I have a call from
Hey this yo' potnah
Who is an inmate in a California State
To deny charges, up now
To accept charges, five now

Well, 1-luv, oh
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Remember that game Fat Take Skinny Bank?
Well now we play Skinny Take Fat Bank
That's because it no work bein' offered main
They act like they ain't even 'bout us main

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

One for the life and two for death, three damn strikes no chances
Let me tell ya 'bout me E-40 and the C L I C
We used to have to use sheets for curtains, socks for wash
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 Radio
Observe as I a nerve, reach out and touch my kind
Open up photo album man and I bet you find
Folks that away, potnahs that been blasted away
I miss you some liquor main, who got some tissue

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Everybody wanna shoot 'em up bang
Way I was raised we had to up and throw them thangs
We got 'em up and you know I had to 'em swell
'Cuz if I ran home and fight back my mom'd beat that tail

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

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

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

1-luv, oh
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1-luv, oh
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Huh, thinkin' back, you watch your back and play it well
myself when I was out there tryin' ta get in that mail
We to kick it at the waterfront the whole Vallejo
the pervin' contestses between E-40 and Del

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

The good times, they gone, here in the can is my new
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 from my pappy

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

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