Luyện nghe bài hát Area

I can remember the number
I just, the

For me to
Just area
That shows I got
another area
For me to
another area
That I got soul
I got soul, you see, I'm in the De La
I'm in my hood man, my manhood ya
I'm known for of soul food
Off the old school
When I met up my niggas from the 718
One the Bro, the other Questers from Queens
Yet I had the matrix of the 516 in my
So I sided with my funk to bring my on call
For me and the Sheep, our mission's on the of 804
(You're runnin' on an tank)
But get paid in full
(And get the girls)
Man, I'm packing pull
Bring the avalanche, my code intervenes
I'm out to the areas that remains to be seen
(What?)
Well, many, many digits had me seeking in my
Man, ringing up my area
(Oh)
Oh, I used to it to the bridge but that's gone
Like the 718's out of
Sniffin' had me drugged
(Man, I a psycho)
703's on my bug
I made mates with the up in 215
Crazy buddhas in my
My Chattanooga champs had me for the camp
And my 202 keeps me
I Mars was my hideaway
But if the stars for a
Since I'm capable I conjure up a walk in way
I slip a syllable for Aspen and a souffle
I be the 919 seeker, 'cuz off logic
So when I'm with my crew I always a place to sit
Due to this a tries to play
(Yeah, one in 514)
Yo, some kid tried to on
instigated a brawl
(So we set our knuckles on and made them all fall)
Then I laughed
(Ha ha ha ha ha ha)
(We that ass)
And put the feelings aside, I who I am
I cast the grain by the
I sounds with the horn
When I the corn, caught the fit
And sit the two when slung the tip
Well, I'm taking my to the 301's
While I'm playing my flute in the kibbut
My man from the 908's, he don't like it that
So I pipes till the hikes
A kettle of the master plan a Malibu idol
(God me)
Well, it's a
The to the 0 to the 5 had to feel the vibe
When the 516 convicts
The man Maseo is here to put the along
And with your help I'm gonna speak your area code
Is it
(No)
Is it
(Hell, no)
Speakin' on
(No)
What about
(I dunno)
And is it?
(Not ya)
And is it?
(Not ya)
And is it?
(Not ya)
And is it?
(Not ya)
(Huh? What?)
Just another for me to patrol
I got status 'cuz I'm with the paint
Giving down frowns to London wood 703
Her moms didn't it, I had to let be
For the fact I bricks
'Cuz my semen with the letter T
My is hard to submerge
I play the tack in the wall if my rear's not
'Cuz some knuckle might head for the urge
But I got Prince Paul in the
(Oh, it's that now)
I got Hot Dog in the
(Heh heh heh)
I got the in the area
(Aaah)
I's got the Violators in the
(Aaah)
It don't matter you hide, I clear up the fall
Cop the fuck outta here, you fraud
Clear my
I'm going home now, I have been up all
I been up all night, it's still to me
Come on now, hey, Ellory, I'm going
Bob to the Bob, D-dang, diggy-diggy