Luyện nghe bài hát Escobar '97

Honies, cash, weed,
Ghetto celebrities, hood movie
Gat slingers now rap are who we are
from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar

The path we all walk, starts out long it's a boardwalk
Monopoly, some make it around, some go down, it's
days balancing with life's atrocities
Hoppin' in V's, some day I got to lead properly

High up in a realizing the price paid
For this life in the light shade
One might say, top of the two whips, a crib and a girl
to celebrate it, poppin' corks like they made it

Pretentious, arrogant niggas is
Pro-ball players white wives, peep they night lives
While you could catch me in a white five
tinted, dijon-scented, with Al Green on, my theme song
Love and happiness, how can it wrong?

I mean before this, I used to rock a with the donuts
Now I up, got it chromed up
Got the rap sewn up, sho-nuff
acting cool but it's really no love
I feel a buzz, off the dutch

This is everyday, every
Got to make it pay, lesson I learnt
Got me open while most of these stay burnt

Honies, cash, weed,
Ghetto celebrities, hood stars
Gat now rap singers are who we are
from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar

Money, cash, weed,
celebrities, hood movie stars
Gat now rap singers are who we are
Went Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar

With so drama in QBC
It's kinda hard Escobarro
Elderado Red, Dom out the bottle
My life is like a Donald novel
We wave glasses bravo

niggas with mad problems, and shot pockets
My niggas from the rock this
Box cocaine, it and chop it

to profit, in different ways
Goin' through difficult stage, called life
But each year my praised

fell beyond the reach of help
Cut in the street, thinkin' they teach theyself
When all we was a piece of wealth
And randomly, feed our family, the are insanity

Amply, living in thug's fantasy
Richest nigga in show biz is what I to be
Heavy and my QB sway, living this king's life
Magazines about me, in this dream it's all tight

Honies, cash, weed,
celebrities, hood movie stars
Gat now rap singers are who we are
Went Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar

Money, cash, weed,
Ghetto celebrities, hood movie
Gat slingers now rap are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to

Now the main thing that boggle my be all the bottles of pain
Iced the and all the followers came
They tried to throw me off track but I that
They thought I lost that but I'm continuing to make more

Halftime, New York of mind, it was written was hittin'
Trips overseas, southeast, diamond and
Sleepin' on the plane wake up when we
Feelin' real scared, on the
flush, princess cuts, and large rounds

The up, findin' time to shine rocks
It's real, you violate, be in a box
If it go there, I lay you before you lay me, crazy
I didn't the game, the game made me
for the babies so they raised up in mansions
Haters keep hating, and ladies'll glancing

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