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 to welcome you to good kid, m.A.A.d city
So grab cartoons and cereal
pop guns and fireworks
And along)

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

(Kendrick, you that one time when we was)
been waiting on this day since Dr. Dre and Pac
Was on in that burgerstand at '95
staring at 'em in amazement
Reservations at the Inn
We was out a hotel at the time
Breakfast, lunch and chicken from Kentucky Fried
Mama babysitting Section 8 the move
nothing else to lose but a burger flipping job
Close my eyes inside the swap meet and imagine a mansion
ballroom, AK-47 dancing
Howling at the moon, what's a pack of babies?
Hope you feed us soon, bite your back, you die of
we pray 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 of the county building
it like Coltrane, blow it like Coltrane
When we up we gon go and get us a million
Spend it all in of the county building
Blow it like Coltrane, blow it Coltrane

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

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

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