Luyện nghe bài hát 34th & Beverley

1]
Late night, down wind, and they schemin on your
best to blend in, Bedra
And hope your dice seven, if not, phone Kevin
He a friend of mine, he not pussy
But not really a guy, when he shot his nine
Yo, he listen to doves cry, in the days
He would me a whole eighth and walk me to the train safe
Told me, grown men walk, only coward niggas
I was a lil nigga, he'd show me his toast
I'd follow him out to Gucci when he was his loafs
And now I boost the beat the floor shake
And I'm a spit the till the world ache
No debate, speak on my life
Cause my mans was great at the store on thirty eighth
can we get together, all riders?
For a day filled promise, Polos, and Pradas
Midnight Marauders, peace to momma
She knew me as Chey, lil fat always
racks from the crates, wanting to bust moves
Trying to be arrogant, parish fews
The top ones, I had the white with the blue
And ain't nobody feel me but you, so bump this
While you sip on your brew, on the real
Nigga we went 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 spot, now your nigga's shit tight
Like a watch, word

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Ayo word, how they could ever 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 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, word to of Pac

3]
So East Flatbush it's disgustin, he bustin
In the Polo sport, my mans beside me
He worried about them lil niggas in the lobby
I ain't tough, but kept a blade since niggas robbed me
Yeah the too cold
Niggas shinin shit and callin it gold, as your album drop, they callin it old
I kill flows and jeans with no in 'em
And all these beats got 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
Them socks with Birkenstocks lowkey had you
But you still get cause I need a muse
Now we lit as a fuse, it's no to the posse
If you from I'm from, so I gave that bitch power
Word, my dick is a gun, your new disc dumb
But Trey up in this bitch, you fuckin with sum