Luyện nghe bài hát 34th & Beverley

1]
Late night, wind, and they schemin on your pantie
best to blend in, Bedra
And hope your dice rolls seven, if not, phone
He a friend of mine, he not pussy
But not really a tough guy, when he 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, only coward niggas
When I was a lil nigga, show me his toast
I'd follow him out to Gucci he was coppin his loafs
And now I the beat till the floor shake
And I'm a spit the pain till the ache
No debate, on my nigga life
Cause my mans was great at the store on thirty eighth
Like can we get together, all
For a day filled promise, Polos, and Pradas
Marauders, peace to your momma
She me as Chey, lil fat nigga always
Stealing racks from the crates, to bust moves
Trying to be arrogant, parish fews
The high top ones, I had the white with the
And ain't nobody feel me but you, so bump this
you sip on your brew, reminiscing on the real
Nigga shit we through, my dude, my dog
Used to see you up at the rim spot
Q-Tip, Dre, Kanye, and you had put me
In your fifth spot, now your nigga's tight
a wrist watch, word

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

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So East Flatbush it's disgustin, he bustin
In the same Polo sport, my mans me
He worried about them lil niggas in the building
I ain't tough, but kept a since them niggas robbed me
the world too cold
Niggas shinin shit and it gold, soon as your album drop, they callin it old
I flows and jeans with no holes in 'em
And all beats got soul in 'em
I'm so winnin, but you prayin I
When I'm back in Brooklyn, I get the Choos, she like buy me black guy
socks with Birkenstocks lowkey had you amused
But you still get undressed I need a muse
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 disc went
But Trey up in this bitch, you went fuckin sum