Luyện nghe bài hát Graveyards ["Remix"]

[Verse 1:
Now the word
I got Pricks on the dead end streets
And watch jump out boys
Cause rollin ten deep
crawlin the night
Ya the deal
on the Hill
We all strapped to
Chill hittin in the wind that never ceases
Mad cause askin me for three dollar pieces
How the fuck I'm to come 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
Cause 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
rawkus
In a dope bucket
My two favorite were
Shut it and it

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

2: Pimpstress]
It's yo mistress
named Pimpstress
I keep it crunk up on my business
of the your click
Fiend for my
I'm and corrupt
in my clip
Smoking and miles
You can't cramp my
Playa hatin bitches me crack a smile

We
In the
My feria sounds like the fuckin 4th of july
die
Fuckin wit my
streaks wanna marry ya
then ya
Nina Ross, Mary Jane, Ms.
The three devils daughters deep in the dope
So
True G's won't
range
Left ya boys wit no
Street
out posses
Dangerous
Jus me

SPM]
1x

[Verse 3:
in my home
Cock my
I'm known for my so I watch for jacks
out burglar
on in
Bring all yo men let the begin
em in the cheek man I
Hot shots comin out my
Got like Santa Anna
Got balls like Tony
or treat
smeel my
Hear my drum beats
Don't believe the tales my hood?
see
This ain't no you can smoke
This ain't no
I kick shit so you motherfuckers understand
I pop
With a nine
Blow that head off a muthafuckin stop
Be the one
You come I come
Bring yo
I the rough weather
one pleasure
Choppin up
Your whole crew get by one fella

[Chorus:
1x