Luyện nghe bài hát Goines Tale

Yo
This joint right
Is
To the infamous, late
Goines
life, C, R, U, Cru representaion

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 pretty one
But do he know he on a, Death List, and shit
This'll be, Kenyatta's Escape, Last Hit
Partners, he and Ken' was
Till one day spark that traum up and got a buzz
Said he heard Kenyatta had his wife
So, he shot him over rumor, tried to take his life
Promised Kenyatta would, Never Die
So he home, and shot his wife while she was on the phone
Shot her in the head and then she lay
Pimp jeted in his, Red
Kenyatta didn't die he would, Cry
Wouldn't till he saw the pimp's dead end
Pimp went to house to see his, Street Players
Collect all the doe cause yo that's what the is
Pimps called, Swamp Man, he's like a Munster
Violent in the street ever since he was a
See you was a, Whoreson, son of a
And from this the violent mental we wore
Forgot about Kenyatta thought was ghost
While doin what he gotta tryin to the most
And for those two shootins, he never got
man ended up in the new house he bought
Ken' found out with the where he lived
Written the address then up the crib
Ooze and vest he ain't
Sprayed his rest, shit is best to put that to the test
Six months later Ken' was
Instead of an this time he had a mack in his backpack
Yawnin, in the wee hours of the
Pimps' to leave his whorehouse at dawnin
There he is, appears
Nuthin in his hand except a six of Heiniken beers
Steps out the bushes, the trigger he
Hits up, Man, and mad blood gu-shes
Fills him lead, puts the last in his head
slides, Swamp Man, lay dead
Runs up a few blocks go the cops
They must have heard the RAT A TAT of the shots
His mind's racin wonderin he should
Give up or say, Fuck It!, and the cops too
Stops in his tracks and bends down to
She been shot before yo he how it feels
He drops his gun, and with it the
Now a, White Justice Black Mans Grief