Luyện nghe bài hát Corner

Memories on the with the fo's and the mo's
Walk to the store for the rose, straightforward to hoes
Got that smoke, and some put blow up they nose
To cope with the lows, the wind is and it blows
In socks and their soles, niggas holding they rolls
Corners leave souls and closed, hoping for mo'
With nowhere to go, niggas rolling in
They shoot the wrong way, cause they knowin' their goals
The streets ain't safe cause ain't knowing the code
By the foes I was told, either focus or
Got cousins flows, hope they 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 get broken and stole
are the stories told by Stony and Cottage Grove
The is cold, the block is hot as a stove
On the

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

We overstated, we underrated, we
The corner was our time when time stood and
Gators and and
and pink and profiles

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

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

The was our magic, our music, our politics
Fires raised as dances and war cries
Broke out on corners
Power to the
Black
Black is

Black church services, murderers, Arabs serving
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 the cash flow 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 with action that's
The

I wish I could 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 Rock of Gibraltar, our
Our Taj Mahal, our
Our testimonial to freedom, to peace, and to
on the corner