Luyện nghe bài hát Escobar '97

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

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

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

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

I mean before this, I used to a taurus with the donuts
Now I grown up, got it up
Got the rap sewn up, sho-nuff
Niggas acting cool but it's no love
I a slow buzz, off the dutch

This is everyday, every
Got to it pay, every lesson I learnt
Got me open while of these rappers'll stay burnt

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

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

so much drama in QBC
It's kinda hard being
Elderado Red, sippin' Dom out the
My life is like a Goines novel
We wave glasses like

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

Looking to profit, in different
Goin' through this stage, called life
But year my physical's praised

fell beyond the reach of help
Cut in the street, they could teach theyself
When all we wanted was a of wealth
And randomly, feed our family, the streets are

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 write about me, in this it's all tight

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

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

Now the main thing that my brain be all the bottles of pain
Iced the chain and all the came
They tried to me off track but I caught that
They thought I lost that but I'm continuing to more stacks

Halftime, New York state of mind, it was written was
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 crews up, findin' to shine rocks
It's real, you violate, be in a box
If it go there, I lay you you lay me, it's crazy
I make the game, the game made me
Records for the babies so raised up in mansions
Haters keep hating, and ladies'll glancing

Y'all know the routine out this [Incomprehensible], up