Luyện nghe bài hát County Building Blues

Greeting boys and
My name is P
childhood imaginary friend (that's right)
I am your
And I'd like to welcome you to good kid, m.A.A.d
So your cartoons and cereal
Your pop and fireworks
And along)

When we up we gon go and get us a million
Spend it all in of the county building
Blow it Coltrane, blow it like Coltrane
we grow up we gon go and get us a million
Spend it all in of the county building
Blow it like Coltrane, blow it like

(Kendrick, you remember one time when we was)
I've been waiting on this day Dr. Dre and Pac
Was on in that burgerstand at '95
staring at 'em in amazement
Reservations at the Inn
We was living out a at the time
Breakfast, lunch and chicken from Kentucky Fried
Mama Section 8 vouchers the move
When nothing else to lose but a flipping job
Close my eyes inside the meet and imagine it's a mansion
ballroom, AK-47 dancing
Howling at the moon, what's a pack of hungry
Hope you feed us soon, bite back, you die of rabies
Everyday we to eat at the table at Sizzlers
But make the visit, if better days was on its way
Then they make the decision, to make the turn
So for now we heat this so this canned food can burn
(Oh I remember that, it was the ravioli with the hot in it, right?)

When we up we gon go and get us a million
Spend it all in front of the building
it like Coltrane, blow it like Coltrane
When we grow up we gon go and get us a
Spend it all in front of the county
it like Coltrane, blow it like Coltrane

And all the ghetto in the world say, "that's my car"
All the ghetto say, "that's my car"
All the girls say, "that's my car"
When we grow up, when we up
Ghetto in the world say, "that's my car"
All the boys say, "that's my car"
All the girls say, "that's my car"
When we grow up, when we up

(Nigga you remember the smoke and the burning and shit?)
stolen T.V.'s and a seat belt for my safety
Played the passenger I think five years after eighty
Seven, do the math, '92 don't you be
out the window, notice all the essentials
Of a block party that stop for a second, then it
Like a flame from a trick candle, everybody got
Insurance 'cause we 'bout to floss, you get that couch I you?
I heard that from a away, probably had credentials
Of a scholar but shit not today, them Dayton Spokes was his to
Refrigerators, barbecue pits, and kicks
They did invasions while helicopters it
Hello Mi-Mister Miyagi, I want them Kenwood
Say that you got me if not, dig in your drawer for it
The meet was the bulls' eye like Tauruses
Murder was the melody you should know the chorus is
"Papa you really telling me we can just get some of it
If we run out?" He said, "lil nigga the poor is rich
tell your mom that you seen a Molotov bomb
If she ask just know you have to lie and son forget
Bitches ain't shit, ain't neither
Niggas gon snitch, watch the you keeping
And one day you'll put money in the when you got it
Rather than having to hustle off these King riots"
(That's right the Rodney King
You was your daddy on Bullis Road)

we grow up we gon go and get us a million
Spend it all in of the county building
it like Coltrane, blow it like Coltrane
When we grow up we gon go and get us a
Spend it all in of the county building
Blow it like Coltrane, blow it like