Luyện nghe bài hát Bucktown USA

Yeah,
again

Bucktown USA is the place where I
Should I say chill 'cause there no rest for me yet
Shit, I can't say 'cause the property's hot
Got to get it the gettin' could be got or get not

'Cause of those who cop block or who get not
Spillin' like a cook to them crooked ass cops
To all my G's, don't snooze 'cause they in blues and whites
Comin' to the PJ's lookin' for

Mr. Officer cool down temper
Me just cool you to come like no murderer
I try to do my and you try to take me in
Have me stressed with a of dope fiends in the pen

Then again the place where you see the same face in the street
Everybody got to charge the
Once again, facin' the magistrate the screw face
Bounce on the D. A. T. S. T. B., the new

Home where the is greenah
And all the and earths choose a court in Medina

The place where I received my
Got put on to loot and got my first Tim boots

See me in the G. S. T. O. O.
On the side of the road, harassed by po-po's

of my B.C.C.
And everybody I roll with, the family

Camp's the way of life for a loner like me
Constantly holdin' courts in the street with
Like the Sergeant 81st, pretty boy is what they 'em
he was a gun man, duke is kinda brawlic

Speaks with an accent, Guyanese I imagine
A hot-headed dread known for jumpin' into
We a few times, he got his, I got mine
Called the force up to pat us down for the crime

Said, it's all a quarter and his veins bleed blue
Your man Rudy fucked it up for you
Ain't gonna be no dice throwin', that weed blowin'
Domestic violence, automatic fire, he ain't

Now you first offenders are hit like predicates
Goin' through the system just for standin' on the
Gotta keep an open eye when time to cop la
From ass deeds and unmarks ridin' by

Home the grass is greenah
And all the and earths choose a court in Medina

The place I received my roots
Got put on to loot and got my first Tim boots

See me in the G. S. T. O. O.
On the side of the road, gettin' harassed by

of my B.C.C
And everybody that I with, the family

Home of the Originoo Clappaz
And safe crackers
hustlers and everyday jackers

When flauntin' get
If you don't ride with the crew
Or [Incomprehensible] and bust off
they confront on you, I still do

Smoke buds with the
About to face the judge, all my niggaz love
I knock the hustle, get your cream by all means
Do you gotta do to, liveto feed you and your seeds

Bucktown's I see
Representatives livin' nocturnally, break a day on the
All night is all with us
As long as we can get rid of the red we get the

But never your head, just maintain
Only use the cushion pain to your brain
No strain when Tek and Steele bang, ain't shit from birth
B.C.C. degrees, on to them other

Home where the is greenah
And all the Gods and choose a court in Medina

The place where I my roots
Got put on to this loot and got my first Tim

See me in the G. S. T. O. O.
On the side of the road, gettin' harassed by

of my B.C.C.
And everybody that I roll with, the