Luyện nghe bài hát Goines Tale

Yo
This joint right
Is
To the infamous, late
Donald
Word life, C, R, U, Cru

Black Girl Lost, her pop is, Daddy
Former, now a pimp, damn fool
He's a, Gangster, Inner City Hoodlum
Phat prankster, must admit a good one
But little do he know he on a, Death List, and
This'll be, Kenyatta's Escape, Kenyatta's Hit
Crime Partners, he and was
Till one day they spark that up and got a buzz
Said he heard Kenyatta had his wife
So, he shot him over this rumor, tried to take his
Kenyatta would, Never Die Alone
So he went home, and his wife while she was on the phone
Shot her in the head and she lay dead
Pimp in his, Eldorado Red
Kenyatta die he would, Cry Revenge
Wouldn't stop till he saw the pimp's end
Pimp went to whore house to see his, Players
Collect all the doe yo that's what the game is
Pimps called, Man, cause he's like a Munster
in the street ever since he was a youngster
See you was a, Whoreson, son of a
And from this the mental scars we wore
about Kenyatta thought Kenyatta was ghost
While doin what he gotta tryin to the most
And for those two shootins, he never got
Smart man ended up in the new he bought
Ken' found out with the quickness he lived
Written the address went up the crib
and vest he ain't fest
Sprayed his rest, shit is best to put that to the test
Six months later was back
Instead of an ooze this he had a mack in his backpack
Yawnin, in the wee of the mornin
Pimps' known to leave his at dawnin
There he is, appears
Nuthin in his except a six pack of Heiniken beers
out the bushes, the trigger he pushes
Hits up, Swamp Man, and mad blood
Fills him with lead, the last in his head
Then slides, Swamp Man, lay
up a few blocks there go the cops
They must have heard the RAT A TAT pops of the
His mind's wonderin what he should
Give up or say, Fuck It!, and the cops too
Stops in his tracks and bends to kneel
She been shot before yo he how it feels
He drops his gun, and it the beef
Now a, White Mans Black Mans Grief