Luyện nghe bài hát Boblo Boat

Cruising down the river. 'til your feet got numb. Cool,
summer breezes blowing your hair,
as you stood gazing down the in anticipation of the thrill of
the rides at the
amusement park. Ah, of Boblo Island
Oh, is your world ain't nothing but a tryna get a nut.
Just jealous of everybody headed out on that Boblo boat.
It is the perfect and the perfect time to enjoy a few snacks.
Oh, man. I wish I was joining you. A little and crackers.
A little get out wine. A little medium lights.
Harvey Rizla green. But let's do this. Only on Smooth FM
Nothing to our family trips
My uncle shook hands with a manly
All this hand-me-down sh-t I had had an fit
All the gangstas I had in my had me anti-bi-ch
My granddaddy mistress caught the business from my fist
was back 'fore I was born
Pop told stories 'bout it that last for hours-long
And as a family we was just so when him and mama got along
On the Boblo
Uh, on our way to that amusement park
Wood coasters, crack sold on plastic scooter cards
Uh, smoking grass at the food court
Broken glass, waiting on you on the swimming pool
I came across my on the Boblo boat
That's where I my virginity, no condom, though
That's when paranoia hit me like superstition does
Left my I guess where my supervision was
Parties on the way to the island would be the livest,
First time big bro hit the was on the Boblo boat
But neither one of us knew that we
both up and turn to alcoholics, though
The Boblo
Hey, hey, hey. Lil' green. here. Hey, hit this,
ni-ga. Ni-ga, don't worry 'bout what the fu-k it is. drink
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Some of my better times I said true
I were true, yeah
Sh-t, all of my better I said were true
I said were true,
And now I gotta up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, sh-t
Stuck a rat race, fu-k, rat race, fu-k, fu-k
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Stuck inside rat race, fu-k
Yeah,
Twist the cap, the bottle back, swig it
D-k it, ten-inch on my mama's Civic
Ten-inch in the trunk, to be specific
They bump, rattle the license plate, plus the tinted
Don't give a fu-k that it's dented, bi-ch, I'm the man now
I'm rolling, driving it slow as if stolen
Piling up bros like we was clothing on a
Calling up hoes like we was Jodeci, let's her
Double D's double-deckers, I wanna sex her
But these keys don't come with game on how to her
semesters left until college, I'm under pressure
I'm not a real ni-ga 'til I her, I gotta 'press her
This was my main concern back when concerns lesser
Nowadays, I yearn to press the backspace button
Or hit return, but life is not no word
Most folks would the sess to
burn the of my real-life trauma
Plus ni-as thinking they done heard the best of Jermaine Lamarr
But that's insane, it be further left of
The truth is that my new sh-t slap, you never it better
Give me a sec, I sectors
Prefer to let you see it rather than say it, but it out
I chill out
Say "Fu-k the world" and pull out
We had no boat,
but I could note those is like a Bible quote
BC, cellphones, the first time I would smoke
I was 6-years-old, but for another chapter
for another story, to God be the glory
I made it out unscathed and now I sunbathe my
son and Tanzanian sunrays thinking 'bout days
Thinking 'bout dumb

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