Luyện nghe bài hát Graveyards ["Remix"]

[Verse 1:
Now the word
I got them on the dead end streets
And them jump out boys
Cause they ten deep
Creepy crawlin the
Ya the deal
on the Hill
We all strapped to
Chill hittin licks in the that never ceases
Mad cause askin me for three dollar pieces
How the fuck I'm suppoesed to up
Of a shy
Run up on a twenty and go get yo ass an ice
It ain't nuthin why you in yo Cutlass
Jus the roughness
Never cut for the
it's do or die
You ask
Who am I?
That heartbreaker ever since junior high
in Eye of the
The Brown be a
So the streets me to be loveless
Causin
In a dope bucket
My two favorite subjects
it and fuck it

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The shift
Young hustlers grave yards
The night
soldiers workin grave yards
My be
me
we
Work the night
My be
me
we
Work the night

[Verse 2:
It's yo midnight
Playa Pimpstress
I keep it handle up on my business
of the your click
Fiend for my
I'm soft and
in my clip
Smoking black and
You can't my style
Playa hatin bitches make me crack a

We
In the
My feria ruka sounds like the fuckin 4th of
die
Fuckin wit my
Daddy streaks marry ya
bury ya
Nina Ross, Jane, Ms. Cocaine
The three devils daughters in the dope game
So
True G's won't
Close
Left ya wit no brains
zombies
Takin out
Dangerous
Jus me

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[Verse 3:
in my home
Cock my
I'm known for my so I watch for jacks
Keep out
on in
Bring all yo men let the games
Pumpin em in the man I
Hot shots comin out my
Got plans like Santa
Got balls Tony Montana
Trick or
my heat
Hear my muthafuckin drum
believe the tales from my hood?
see
This ain't no joke you can
This no wonderland
I kick this so you motherfuckers understand
I pop
a glock nine
Blow that head off a stop sign
Be the one
You I come better
yo umbrella
I the rough weather
one pleasure
Choppin up
Your whole crew get by one fella

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