Luyện nghe bài hát Bucktown USA

Yeah,
again

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

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

Mr. Officer down your temper
Me just cool you n'alf to like no murderer
I try to do my thing and you try to me in
Have me stressed with a bunch of dope in the pen

Then again that's the where you see the same face in the street
Everybody got to the beat
Once again, facin' the magistrate the screw face
on the D. A. T. S. T. B., the new case

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

The place where I received my
Got put on to this 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

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

with an accent, Guyanese I would imagine
A dread known for jumpin' into action
We a few times, he got his, I got mine
Called the whole force up to pat us for the crime

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

Now you first offenders are gettin' hit predicates
through the system just for standin' on the strip
Gotta keep an open eye it's time to cop la
dirty 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 this loot and got my Tim boots

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

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

Home of the Originoo Clappaz
And bank safe
Pot-pushin' hustlers and everyday

When flauntin' get
If you ride with the right crew
Or hope and bust off
When they confront on you, I do

Smoke buds with the
About to face the judge, all my niggaz love
I can't knock the hustle, get your cream by all
Do what you gotta do to, liveto feed you and seeds

everywhere 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 lose 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 planes

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

The place where I received my
Got put on to this loot and got my 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 roll with, the