Luyện nghe bài hát EWNESW

1]
I was born one day Saint Pat
I guess a nigga miss 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 first son, look I become
A weedhead with that poking what I'm smoking
This ain't no Reggie cause the flame from Oakland
I used to with pistols and crackhouses
Skiping school just to fuck bitches on couches, abandoned houses
Find one the lights on it
came pulled the hook and locks on it
Money I'm plotting on it I put the on it
I'm gonna get it, deep, no shocks on it
We sit low, rep the D cause all I know
And my name bells in any hood you go

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

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