Luyện nghe bài hát EWNESW

1]
I was one day before Saint Pat
I guess a nigga miss just like that
Henry Ford, not one mile from Motown
Explains all the soul you hear in my sound
A ten minute to Linwood, I begun
My mama first son, look what I
A weedhead with words that poking I'm smoking
This ain't no Reggie cause the flame rise from
I to play with pistols and crackhouses
Skiping school just to fuck bitches on couches, abandoned houses
Find one with the on it
Landlord came the hook 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 bells in any hood you go

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

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