Luyện nghe bài hát 34th & Beverley

1]
Late night, down wind, and they on your pantie
It's to blend in, Bedra
And hope your rolls seven, if not, phone Kevin
He a friend of mine, he not really
But not really a tough guy, he shot his nine
Yo, he listen to doves cry, back in the
He would give me a whole and walk me to the train safe
Told me, grown men walk, coward niggas strafe
When I was a lil nigga, he'd me his toast
I'd him out to Gucci when he was coppin his loafs
And now I boost the beat till the floor
And I'm a the pain till the world ache
No debate, on my nigga life
Cause my mans was at the corner store on thirty eighth
Like can we get together, all
For a day filled promise, Polos, and Pradas
Marauders, peace to your momma
She knew me as Chey, lil fat nigga
racks from the crates, wanting to bust moves
Trying hard to be arrogant, fews
The high top ones, I had the with the blue
And ain't nobody feel me but you, so this shit
you sip on your brew, reminiscing on the real
Nigga shit we through, my dude, my dog
to see you politicin up at the rim spot
Q-Tip, Dre, Kanye, and you had put me
In your fifth spot, now nigga's shit tight
a wrist watch, word

2]
Ayo word, how face could ever fester my feelings
Man this soul too appealin, my music
The insides of a nigga, I heard CD your rhymes is iller
Man, you stand them Brooklyn guys
I be all move the lava, then you look in the eyes
scholar, I ain't never been to college, learned it all on my block
Bread force, but it sway, to knowledge of Pac

3]
So East Flatbush it's disgustin, he bustin
In the same Polo sport, my mans me
He worried about them lil niggas in the lobby
I ain't tough, but a blade since them niggas robbed me
the world too cold
Niggas shit and callin it gold, soon as your album drop, they callin it old
I kill and jeans with no holes in 'em
And all these beats got in 'em
I'm so winnin, but you I lose
When I'm in Brooklyn, I get the Choos, she like buy me black guy shoes
Them socks with lowkey had you amused
But you still get undressed cause I need a
Now we lit as a fuse, no rules to the posse
If you from where I'm from, so I gave bitch power
Word, my dick is a gun, your new went dumb
But Trey up in this bitch, you fuckin with sum