Luyện nghe bài hát 72nd & Central

Mr. Lennon, Mr. Lennon!
John John, could, could I get autograph?
I get your autograph? (Sure kid)
Oh, yeah yeah, just
Could you sign this for me please? (Sure, your name?)
Thanks thanks, I'm a real big fan, 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) Rule one up in bitch for real
Roll with a couple like Dave SeVille
Cause they'll, uh - clean you out like golden seals
Put your hands up, me yo' scrill nigga, uhh

[Obie
(TWO, BY, TWO) Your is clean, you ridin mean
Pull up at the light on them (gimme that!)
School Craft wanna your keys
'bout to do? Bleed!

(3, 1, 3) don't run the streets, the streets run you
Put a gun to your kids, "Art of War"
In the jungle stay humble or and fumble
'til inside a rumble

(FOUR, BY, FOUR) Rule four better get down
Before niggaz gon' better 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) Niggaz connive, I thought you it
Your main man's settin you up nigga you it
Told him you doin, nigga, you're ruined
You ain't

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

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

[Obie
(EIGHT, BY, EIGHT) You're carryin weight, hey, but
A lot of hungry niggaz know you stay
Address your address, change your
before you nigga

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

[Chorus: Proof,
Ten reasons, nine glocks, shots
Seven cops, six drop on blocks (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, three niggaz, one (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 real cause I pop
Bring your to my block nigga get your whole block killed
let the "Purple Pills" shit confuse you
One outta my hand, the life'll lose you

Trice]
(EIGHT, BY, EIGHT) You lay at your
You was played, struck the Escalade
brain rest on what Motor City paved
No more sunny

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

(SIX, BY, SIX) Assume only for conversation
Let's conversate, nigga the .38 indiff'
Mine'll set trip, empty out the
up, a .38 ain't got clips

[Obie
(FIVE, BY, FIVE) Niggaz be live they die
'til the test the wrong then they spirit fly
Just know the game while you playin the guy
That's yo'

(FOUR, BY, FOUR) For all you think this rap shit's a joke
You get smacked and choked, bring the dagger and
I put my fuckin heart into this shit I wrote
You on some dope?

(THREE, BY, THREE) Watch who you, focus on your rearview
Outta life, yo the trife clear you
Don't get caught on E and on streets
Be a victim of "Grand Theft 3"

[Obie
(TWO, BY, TWO) Trust no one you're gettin them
Put your life in perspective, killin 'em
Envious niggaz stay jealousy
Niggaz need to be

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

Ten jewels...