Luyện nghe bài hát 90 Days

1:
it was a hot summers night i was kickin it with gangsta.. out at hide park
chasin paper.known we keep tha best of green so you know i'm
smokin,lotta out here clean so you know i'm scopin.i aint wit that
scuffin shit, or wit broken,waitin for a sucka to stick, yeah thats what
i was hopin.spotted me a nigga,candy paint a spokin,sippin on his
liquor wit that blowface on that cokin,bullets they burn just like lava
that is molten,you victims will learn to resist'll get ya croakin.always 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 on down, but out his head a patch was missin.

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

2:

left tha car behind cypress garden projects,east memphis where we make
the stang, and thats to far bet,nigga hit up for some rims, he said
like,sold em to our nigga bigga mayne out at mitchell heights,made tha
quicky change then we went and bought a pound,straight ta gangstaz house
with no remorse we broke it down down,20 dollar bags all in north memphis
em up,ridin wit these tags,mayne we aint givin 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 dawg and nigga started blastin, i returned tha favor,
you know me no askin,donuts in tha lot tha niggaz pulled 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