Luyện nghe bài hát 90 Days

1:
it was a hot summers night i was it with gangsta.. fred out at hide park
rollin chasin paper.known we keep tha best of green so you i'm
smokin,lotta niggaz out here clean so you know i'm scopin.i wit that
scuffin shit, or wit broken,waitin for a sucka to stick, yeah thats what
i was hopin.spotted me a nigga,candy a hundred spokin,sippin on his
liquor wit that blowface on that cokin,bullets they burn just like lava
that is molten,you victims learn to resist'll get ya croakin.always kept a
thang and bandana never knowin,when i ta git my mayne,pull em out and poke
em,all up in ya grill ya drops it off,'cause i have spoken, i know your
sick,but lets not git ya mopein,snatched him out tha car hit tha gas dawg
it's hissin,he down came on down, but out his a patch was missin.

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90 at tha penna farm(that aint shit)3 bags and a firearm(that aint
shit)bogus tags and a bench warrant(that aint shit)police all at my
home(that shit)

2:

left tha car weeks behind cypress garden projects,east memphis we make
the stang, and thats to far bet,nigga hit up for some rims, he said
whatcha like,sold em to our nigga bigga mayne out at heights,made tha
quicky change then we went and bought a pound pound,straight ta house
with no remorse we it down down,20 dollar bags all in north memphis serve
em up,ridin wit these bogus tags,mayne we aint givin a fuck,map core on
ave seen tha sucka we got,we done sold a bag to his patna now he lookin
hot,raisin up a pistol dawg and nigga started blastin, i tha favor,
you me no questions askin,donuts in tha lot tha niggaz pulled off we got
blocked in,i hopped out tha car seen tha and threw the glock in..to the
garbage can, they did'nt see me but they a nigga wit them three bags
gangsta wit his steel trigga,

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