Luyện nghe bài hát ES Tales

Back in the
Back in the
I it all
Now I'm in the projects

Big shots, hardcore
Everything crooked, what you thought this
Steam pot, turned powder rock
go sour, that's how you get got
Oooh shit, got it into bricks
of playing cool, now it's time to get rich
Keep in mind, never walk around

I get all of you in it

All back and forth gets me hot sometimes
Wanna see get locked out, just box one-time, shit
Catch a fade, catch a fade, it ain't
Get your head up, at the gym, your knuckles
Look, I'm deep inside the projects its bracken at
You the zip
Where we a quarter piece
it, tell the corner lit

A1 yola, that fresh over the shit
Shoot outs and abortions, so unfortunate
I knew a nigga, doing double digits, bust the wide
For another nigga, who's to rep his set right
Now in solitary doing push ups by his
All you want is a green dot, this homie keeping fly

Don't come around without your pass on they tip
Zero on niggas money, niggas want they shit
Don't start nothing without blood, that's a one way trip
Six feet real life that's all gunplay is

That is that hood
When niggas on that misunderstood shit
out of smoking rentals, K's with the wood grips
Bitches for them bank statements and coming here to split
Don't you know no good, you know no good bitch?

Don't you know no good, don't you know no good
Don't you know no good, don't you no good bitch?
Don't you know no good, don't you know no bitch?
Don't you know no good, don't you no good bitch?

I get all of you in it

jaw-jacking, they ain't on that hood shit
Bitch we 'bout that action, on wish you would shit
All red flags, on ten
We ain't in the club, we get our goods in
So we in the hood, let you wasters grim
One time circling for colors of your
lives matter out here, no way
Cops get promotions the family gotta pray

fucked up
Can't explain babies all in a truck
It's all about that money mane, miss me with that Trump
Tryna make a dollar outta fifteen, don't get up
shaking the bag, get a buck then you lucked up
You faking, you mad, you got a issue, you get up
Get on yo' ass, you feeling bad your blunt's crushed up

We in the set, bickin' it like the Cosbys
Tryna get dope, live days like Chachi
If you get a call papi that's like Jesus calling
All you do is execute, next ten seasons
You can get the world, loyal, why you even trip?
Don't you no good, don't you know no good bitch?

Don't you know no good, don't you know no bitch?
Don't you know no good, don't you know no good
you know no good, don't you know no good bitch?
Don't you no good, don't you know no good bitch?

I get all of you in it...