Luyện nghe bài hát 90 Days

1:
it was a hot summers night i was kickin it with gangsta.. fred out at park
rollin chasin paper.known we keep tha of green so you know i'm
smokin,lotta niggaz out clean so you know i'm scopin.i aint wit that
scuffin shit, or wit being broken,waitin for a sucka to stick, 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 will burn just like
that is molten,you victims will learn to get ya croakin.always kept a
thang and never knowin,when i have ta git my mayne,pull em out and poke
em,all up in ya ya drops it off,'cause i have spoken, i know that your
sick,but lets not git ya mopein,snatched him out tha car hit tha gas dawg
it's hissin,he came on down, but out his head a patch was missin.

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

2:

left tha car weeks behind cypress projects,east memphis where we make
the stang, and thats to far bet,nigga hit up fred for some rims, he
whatcha like,sold em to our nigga bigga mayne out at heights,made tha
quicky change then we and bought a pound pound,straight ta gangstaz house
with no remorse we broke it down down,20 dollar bags all in 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 sold a bag to his patna now he
hot,raisin up a pistol 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 tha police and threw the glock in..to the
garbage can, they did'nt see me but they caught a wit them three bags
gangsta wit his steel trigga,

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