Luyện nghe bài hát Connect 4

[Intro: Young
Yeah... uh, C.
We do this, Joe
Yeah, Chris, what, what?
Yeah, uh

[Young
To the of North Philadelph, pour my spirit and flesh
Give me the crown, watch me wear it the best, I ain't hearin the
Long gone, dancin bigger fish here
Fish scale for glitter wristwear
Ch-chea, motherfucker this year Chris
Homie the strong's so vital, of the fits here
Ain't shit sweet y'all, life about a bitch
Say I her crazy though I ride that hoe fifth gear
Talk so much cause I live here
Talk facility cause my family's doin a bid
You ain't rappin or ballin, we got our out
what a thug about, anything to get the fuck up out
the ghetto, dodge the devil, my demise
Got a green lah baby, 365

[Joe
up, a nigga went from lukewarm to hot
Scratch that, coldest winter to hell's kitchen
Aside from predictable shots and shells
Wouldn'ta even known it cause felt different
E'rything dope in this ain't on the radio
That proofs me, the dames and the ratio
Brain like fellatio, I mean it used to be cane Horatio
Fuck you, pay me
for him, style in whatever I put on
Come from where you give a wrong and you would look wrong
Broads off the for him
But I treat 'em like Subway, I give 'em 5 dollars and a long
Young niggaz take vitamins
Your 28-inch rims higher than watchin me
JUMP OFF e'rything that aspirin to be
But the bullshit tiresome to me
See, only one concern, gettin my right
Hate to see you lose your (Life) over a
I'll (Sorry)
Y'all'll only know what I show why Chris Brown and that real story
Off words together like (Scrabble)
Build (Monopoly), they just gon' attack you
Can't (Pictionary) it, they think it's (Taboo)
When you get more, can't (Connect) the (Four)

[Outro: Joe
Dawg.. geah, Joey,
Yes Chad, I know the sound