Luyện nghe bài hát Corner

Memories on the corners with the fo's and the
to the store for the rose, talking straightforward to hoes
Got uncles that smoke, and some put blow up nose
To with the lows, the wind is cold and it blows
In their socks and their soles, holding they rolls
leave souls opened and closed, hoping for mo'
With nowhere to go, niggas rolling in
They shoot the wrong way, cause they ain't their goals
The ain't safe cause they ain't knowing the code
By the foes I was told, focus or fold
Got cousins with flows, hope they some doors
So we can cop clothes and roll in a
Now I roll in a Olds, with windows don't roll
Down the roads where get broken and stole
These are the stories told by Stony and Cottage
The world is cold, the block is hot as a
On the

I wish I could you this feeling
I wish I give this feeling
On the corners niggas rob or
And dying to make a living, huh?

We overstated, we underrated, we
The was our time when time stood still and
Gators and and
Yellow and and profiles

lights and deep nights, cats trying to eat right
Riding no-seat-bikes, with work to hypes
So they can get sweet Nike's, head and they feet right
of street life, cars and weed types
It's to breathe nights, days are thief-like
The roam the streets, the police is Greek-like
Game at its peak, we speak and hype
Bang in the streets hats cocked or deep right
It's life, coming up where niggas is sheep-like
and hoopers, we strive to be like
G's with strikes, seeds that need light
Cheese and recite, and BE strife
The corner, where struggle and fight
We write songs wrong 'cause it's hard to see right
Look to the sky, hoping it bleed light
Reality's a bitch, and I heard that she
The

I I could give you this feeling
I wish I could give feeling
On the niggas rob or kill
And dying just to a living, huh?

The corner was our magic, our music, our
Fires raised as tribal dances and war
Broke out on different
to the people
Black
is beautiful

Black church services, murderers, serving burgers
As cats with gold permanents, move bags as herbalists
The dirt just fertile, it's people working and earning this
The curb getters go where the cash and the current is
It's so hot that niggas burn to
The furnace is, where the money moving, the live
We talk shit, play lotto, and buy German
It's so black packed action that's affirmative
The

I wish I could give you feeling
I I could give this feeling
On the corners niggas rob or
And dying just to make a living,

The was our Rock of Gibraltar, our Stonehenge
Our Taj Mahal, our
Our testimonial to freedom, to peace, and to
on the corner