Luyện nghe bài hát Connect 4

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

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

[Joe
up, a nigga went from lukewarm to hot
Scratch that, from coldest to hell's kitchen
from predictable shots and shells spittin
Wouldn'ta even it cause nothin felt different
dope in this game ain't on the radio
That proofs me, the dames and the ratio
Brain fellatio, I mean it used to be cane like Horatio
Fuck you, pay me
Look for him, in whatever I put on
Come where you give a wrong look and you would look wrong
off the hook for him
But I treat 'em Subway, I give 'em 5 dollars and a FOOT long
Young niggaz take your
28-inch rims higher than watchin me admirin
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 your (Life) over a website
I'll (Sorry)
Y'all'll only know what I show why Chris Brown and Rihanna that story
Off puttin words like (Scrabble)
Build your (Monopoly), just gon' attack you
(Pictionary) it, they gon' think it's (Taboo)
When you get more, can't (Connect) the (Four)

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