Luyện nghe bài hát EWNESW

1]
I was one day before Saint Pat
I guess a nigga miss luck like that
Ford, not even one mile from Motown
Explains all the soul that you hear in my
A ten minute ride to Linwood, I
My mama first son, what I become
A weedhead with that poking what I'm smoking
This ain't no Reggie cause the rise from Oakland
I used to play with pistols and
Skiping school just to fuck on dirty couches, abandoned houses
Find one with the on it
Landlord pulled the hook and locks on it
Money I'm on it I put the block on it
I'm get it, fold deep, no shocks on it
We sit low, rep the D cause all I know
And my rings bells in any hood you go

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

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