Luyện nghe bài hát Corner

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

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

We overstated, we underrated, we
The corner was our time time stood still and
Gators and and
Yellow and pink and

Street lights and deep nights, trying to eat right
no-seat-bikes, with work to feed hypes
So can get sweet Nike's, they head and they feet right
Desires of life, cars and weed types
It's hard to breathe nights, days are
The beasts roam the streets, the is Greek-like
Game at its peak, we speak and believe
Bang in the streets hats cocked left or deep
It's steep life, coming up where is sheep-like
Rappers and hoopers, we strive to be
G's with three strikes, seeds that need
and recite, needs and BE strife
The corner, struggle and greed fight
We write songs about wrong 'cause it's to see right
Look to the sky, hoping it will light
Reality's a bitch, and I heard she bites
The

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

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

Black church services, murderers, serving burgers
As cats with gold permanents, they bags as herbalists
The dirt isn't just fertile, it's people and earning this
The curb getters go where the cash flow and the is
It's so hot that niggas to live
The furnace is, where the moving, the determined live
We talk shit, lotto, and buy German beers
It's so black with action that's affirmative
The

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

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