Luyện nghe bài hát Graveyards ["Remix"]

[Verse 1:
Now spread the
I got them on the dead end streets
And watch jump out boys
Cause rollin ten deep
Creepy the night
Ya the deal
on the muthafuckin
We all strapped to
Chill hittin in the wind that never ceases
Mad cause they askin me for three dollar
How the I'm suppoesed to come up
Of a shy
Run up on a twenty and go get yo ass an ice
It nuthin why you bumpin in yo Cutlass
Jus the roughness
cut for the gutless
Cause do or die
You ask
Who am I?
That mama heartbreaker ever junior high
in Eye of the
The be a suspect
So the streets taught me to be
rawkus
In a dope fiends
My two favorite subjects
Shut it and it

[Chorus:
The night
Young hustlers workin grave
The shift
Street soldiers workin grave
My be
me
we
Work the shift
My be
me
we
Work the night

[Verse 2:
yo midnight mistress
Playa named
I keep it handle up on my business
of the your click
Fiend for my
I'm soft and
Sixteen in my
Smoking and miles
You can't cramp my
Playa hatin make me crack a smile

We
In the
My feria ruka sounds like the fuckin 4th of
die
Fuckin wit my
Daddy wanna marry ya
bury ya
Nina Ross, Jane, Ms. Cocaine
The three daughters deep in the dope game
So
True G's change
range
Left ya wit no brains
Street
out posses
Dangerous
Jus me

SPM]
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[Verse 3:
in my home
Cock my
I'm for my dope 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 like Santa Anna
Got balls Tony Montana
or treat
smeel my
Hear my muthafuckin beats
Don't believe the from my hood?
see
This no joke you can smoke
This no wonderland
I kick this shit so you understand
I pop
With a nine
Blow that head off a muthafuckin stop
Be the one
You come I come
Bring yo
I bring the weather
one pleasure
Choppin up
whole crew get done by one fella

[Chorus:
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