Luyện nghe bài hát Escobar '97

Honies, cash, weed,
Ghetto celebrities, hood stars
Gat now rap singers 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 it around, some go down, it's prophecy
days balancing with life's atrocities
Hoppin' in V's, knowin' day I got to lead properly

High up in a five realizing the price
For life laid in the light shade
One say, top of the world's two whips, a crib and a girl
Quick to it, poppin' corks like they made it

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

I before this, I used to rock a taurus with the donuts
Now I grown up, got it up
Got the rap game up, sho-nuff
Niggas acting cool but it's really no
I feel a buzz, off the dutch

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Halftime, New state of mind, it was written was hittin'
overseas, southeast, diamond and riches
Sleepin' on the plane wake up we land
Feelin' scared, on the ground
flush, princess cuts, and large rounds

The crews up, time to shine rocks
real, you violate, be in a pine box
If it go there, I lay you before you lay me, crazy
I make the game, the game made me
Records for the so they raised up in mansions
Haters hating, and ladies'll keep glancing

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