Luyện nghe bài hát 90 Days

1:
it was a hot summers i was kickin it with gangsta.. fred out at hide park
rollin chasin paper.known we keep tha best of so you know i'm
smokin,lotta niggaz out here so you know i'm scopin.i aint wit that
scuffin shit, or wit being broken,waitin for a sucka to stick, yeah what
i was hopin.spotted me a nigga,candy a hundred spokin,sippin on his
liquor wit that on that cokin,bullets they will 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 have ta git my mayne,pull em out and
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 on down, but out his head a patch was missin.

2x
90 days at tha penna farm(that aint shit)3 and a firearm(that aint
shit)bogus tags and a bench warrant(that shit)police all at my mommas
home(that shit)

2:

left tha car weeks behind cypress garden projects,east memphis where we
the stang, and thats to far bet,nigga hit up fred for rims, he said
whatcha like,sold em to our nigga mayne out at mitchell heights,made tha
quicky change then we went and bought a pound pound,straight ta gangstaz
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 a fuck,map core on chelsea
ave seen tha sucka that we got,we done a bag to his patna now he lookin
hot,raisin up a pistol dawg and started blastin, i returned tha favor,
you know me no questions askin,donuts in tha lot tha niggaz off we got
blocked in,i hopped out tha car seen tha police and threw the in..to the
garbage can, they see me but they caught a nigga wit them three bags
gangsta fred wit his trigga,

repeat 2x