Luyện nghe bài hát Bompton

Six in the morning, police at my
Woulda them niggas coming but the cameras is broke
Aunt in the cooking up for a week
And my lil homie Pooh on my couch sleep
We base, we cooking base
We base, we cooking base50 grams on the table, a key in the couch (?)
And it's time to break it down cause everything flushed
Looking out the tryna find a way out
Seen the SWAT team creeping on the of the house
They threw a canister through the window, it shattered the
So I went into the closet and pulled out my gas mask[Hook]It's game for days, it's for days
It's game for days, game for days
It's game for days, it's for days
And I die before I go back to jail, tell niggas this is
Bompton, Bompton, Bompton,
Bompton, Bompton, Bompton,
It's for days, it's game for days
It's game for days, game for days
It's game for days, it's game for 2]Nigga fuck the cops
They're supposed to have my surrounded but it's not
So I'm hopping over the back with my Glock
(?) with 1500 in my sock
Look across the street, running in and out my spot
on the curb in cuffs
And Pooh don't know what's going on cause he just up
Till my Cincinnati fitted walked in and out the
Ain't find no drugs or so they let my niggas go
We supreme, we mix Sprite with that Promethazine
Hop in that Cutlass, hit the switch and flee the
Euro coming up the block looking like a
Chucking up P's when we through[Hook]Bompton, Bompton, Bompton, Bompton
Bompton, Bompton, Bompton, Bompton[Verse 3]Riding Alameda, everything was street
Until we stopped at a light, and ran the grapes
My heart beating like a 15″ bass
Cause I reached for my and it wasn't on my waist
I'm a
kind of nigga go to work without his tools?
And you often watch wearing red it's blue
It's usually on sight the crips
My guns between the seats and them niggas ain't trip
a left on Imperial, sliding on gold rims
Empty the guts out the swisher then hop on the 110Look around, I see one black and white
So we the windows up and hotboxed at the light, yeah[Hook]It's game for days, it's game for days
game for days, it's game for days
It's game for days, game for days
Kobe score 60 on the Jazz, now we heading back to
Bompton, Bompton, Bompton,
Bompton, Bompton, Bompton,
It's game for days, game for days
It's game for days, it's for days
It's game for days, it's game for push me cause I'm close to the edge
I'm not to lose my head, ha-ha-ha-ha