Luyện nghe bài hát Garbage Grove

They come now, you see
Yep, both of the crews, I you
Now they look like gonna fight
Try 'em on

We this trip to garden grove
It smelt like inside the van, oh yeah
ain't no funky reggae party, five dollar at the door
It so real sometimes, who wrote my rhyme?

got the microwave, got the VCR
I got the duece, duece in the of my car, oh yeah
If you only knew all the love I found
It's hard to keep my soul on the

Your a fool, don't fuck around my God
All I can see I steal, my folks don't understand
And in my mind, music Jamaica all the love that I found
Pull there's a reason why my soul's unsound

It's you, it's that stuck under my shoe
It's smell inside the van
my bed sheet covered with sand
Sitting through a band

dog shit on my hands
Gettin' by the man
Wakin' up to an
needles in your arm

Pickin' up trash on the
Feelin' depressed day
Leavin' making a sound
my dog up at the pound

Livin' in a pad
yelled at by my Dad
Sayin' I'm when I'm not
roaches in the pot

Ooh, all these I do
waiting for you