Luyện nghe bài hát 72nd & Central

Mr. Lennon, Mr. Lennon!
John John, could, could I get your
Could I get autograph? (Sure kid)
Oh, yeah yeah, just
Could you sign this for me please? (Sure, your name?)
thanks, I'm a real big fan, thanks thanks
(Here you are) a lot!

J-Hill]
Word uhh
Could do that, hot as though
Yo.. yo, what, uhh..
{?} hop to this, what, uhh, uhh
Set it dawg, what..

(ONE, BY, ONE) one up in this bitch for real
Roll with a niggaz like Dave SeVille
Cause they'll, uh - clean you out like some seals
Put your hands up, me yo' scrill nigga, uhh

Trice]
(TWO, BY, TWO) Your bucket is clean, you mean
Pull up at the light on them (gimme that!)
School Craft wanna jingle keys
'bout to do? Bleed!

(3, 1, 3) don't run the streets, the streets run you
Put a gun to kids, "Art of War" Sun-Tzu
In the jungle stay humble or stumble and
'til death a rumble

(FOUR, BY, FOUR) Rule four get this down
Before niggaz gon' beef have that four-pound (uhh)
And bust like four rounds, kick the door
Get yo' ass up outta nigga, uhh, uhh

[Obie
(FIVE, BY, FIVE) connive, I thought you knew it
main man's settin you up nigga you blew it
Told him what you doin, nigga, ruined
You ain't

(6, 6, 6) The Devil's your man, the ghetto's land
you got knocked yo' block turned yellow and ran
When you got sugar, why for sand?
Never when you clip and put your melons in cans

(SEVEN, BY, SEVEN) seven kinda where my heart at
You want in the street? Don't start that
we'll have some niggaz up in yo' apartment
Jumpin outta places where it's real at, uhh

[Obie
(EIGHT, BY, EIGHT) You're weight, hey, but wait
A lot of hungry niggaz where you stay
Address your address, your place
before you spray

(NINE, BY, NINE) I a lot from stank if you got bank
Fuck gats bitch, get a tank
a firearm, get a wired bomb
Cause when you blow yourself up at least you warm [explosion]
Ten

[Chorus: Proof,
Ten reasons, nine glocks, eight
Seven cops, six drop on five (FOUR/FOR SHO'!)
cousins, two/too hot, one law, family
We put no man befo', ten now tell 'em

one purpose, one goal, two halves
Get a whole, niggaz, one song (FOUR/FOR SHO'!)
Five ways, six days, seven
Eight/A.K., we can let the nine y'all

(NINE, BY, NINE) Oh I'm not cause I pop pills?
Bring your block to my block get your whole block killed
let the "Purple Pills" shit confuse you
One my hand, the life'll lose you nigga

Trice]
(EIGHT, BY, EIGHT) You lay at wake
You was played, struck the Escalade
Your brain on what Motor City paved
No sunny days

(SEVEN, BY, SEVEN) Rule seven, you better tell 'em
Good coke, good weed, y'all sell 'em
Cause put some'in up into your cerebellum
Proof, you tell 'em

(SIX, BY, SIX) Assume it's for conversation
Let's conversate, simple nigga the .38
Mine'll set trip, out the clip
Hold up, a .38 got clips

Trice]
(FIVE, BY, FIVE) Niggaz be live before die
'til the test the animal then they spirit fly
Just know the game while you the tough guy
That's yo'

(FOUR, BY, FOUR) For all you niggaz think rap shit's a joke
You get smacked and choked, bring the and cloak
I put my fuckin heart into this shit that I
You muh'fuckers on some

(THREE, BY, THREE) Watch who near you, on your rearview
Outta life, yo the trife clear you
get caught on E and fought on streets
Be a victim of "Grand Theft 3"

Trice]
(TWO, BY, TWO) Trust no one when you're gettin
Put life in perspective, you're killin 'em
niggaz stay jealousy driven
Niggaz need to be

(ONE, BY, ONE) It's one reason why I still let you
It's one reason why the tec won't squeeze
one reason why you ain't go out like N*Sync
That's cause it's one other nigga do it for me, yo

Ten jewels...