Luyện nghe bài hát EWNESW

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

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

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