Luyện nghe bài hát EWNESW

1]
I was one day before Saint Pat
I guess a miss luck just like that
Henry Ford, not even one mile Motown
Explains all the soul that you in my sound
A ten ride to Linwood, I begun
My mama son, look what I become
A weedhead with that poking what I'm smoking
This ain't no Reggie cause the flame rise from
I used to play with pistols and
Skiping school to fuck bitches on dirty couches, abandoned houses
one with the lights on it
Landlord came pulled the and locks on it
I'm plotting on it I put the block on it
I'm gonna get it, deep, no shocks on it
We sit low, rep the D it's all I know
And my name rings in any hood you go

You're the East Side
You're from the West
You're the North End
Are you from West

2]
Around first grade, we move to the Side
Was like rocks at a beehive
A lot of niggas going over something
That it ain't mentioning cause it's unfortunate
Like stick a in it, where's the enforcement?
off the grass just to sit on niggas porches
Passing round 40's, paper bags
Rolling up a (?)
It ain't about nothing, but let me something
Ate a lunchable for dinner, I'm ain't fronting
the bus to East land, just to walk around it
Ain't buy nothing nigga, just walked it
Looked at some hoes, I even holler
Cause I'm broke as fuck and all about a dollar
I'm in the city where the weak get swallowed
Belly of the beast, we don't about tommorow
I'm in the city where the weak get swallowed
Belly of the beast, we care about tommorow