Luyện nghe bài hát Greeny Green

Check out, bust it
This is like a rocket, you packed
This condominiums in your pocket
Uh, you never smoked this much weed
else can these niggas go
Don't tomorrow, it's about today, bruh
I want some coochie that I ain't pay for
I'm the one holidayed ya
ATL, land where we
No jealous with his gat wanna clown
It's enough females in the streets to go round two, three
Atlanta, the doctor's
somebody hoggin the payphone
Say homes, your daughter
She'll tell ya I'm pure Artesian water
Feed me a like a jukebox
I rhymes like rocks, the police oughta stop checkin
The Lord me a blessing
as rocks I sees with you
Think the Lord with you
Uh, you think he you
You think he you
Or he you

deep in the team
Y'all done on we, the green green
Yeah, deep in the team
Y'all done stepped on we, the green
it

Suits of brutality patrol
Day centers ran by vestors
Drunk behind the steering wheel of liquor trucks
New comers think they won the on pure luck
Shark pools in the hall, one can start a frenzy
Feeding off of ignorance of the law consider no excuse
We here by being careful,
Vampires lace personal pants with
ask for the special
Crackers crave samples of urine
Strands of hair and
Blue lights in the
Having conversations with voices between four by
Rack 'em up, I'll bust your
Stay the role of executioner, been years on death row
Now he don't die for arranging his wife's murder
Equal opportunity, designated don't discriminate
unemployment, officers doing break
Y'all done on we, the green green
One deep in team
Y'all done stepped on we, the green
(Poetry runs deep in team)

deep in the team
Y'all done stepped on we, the green
Yeah, Poetry deep in the
Y'all stepped on we, the green green
it

Belligerent thoughts of militant
in the brush, love or lust
Which can we trust in the cuts
Terr-i-ble they 'em every third month
Yeah, after the big of truth
in your own evidence
Now you to believe me
You back to with Parks
That's you called her
Now you run cause you know what you want
If I like everything was good
Maybe I could knock on wood
To protect the
That my innermost thoughts
my thoughts were caught unguarded
As as it is to be perfect I try
And I still flaw listening to the guy
That knew more and saw it I did
Came up big, to dig an grave
Get locked up, and turn a slave for the
We rap, still get by the system

Poetry deep in the
done stepped on we, the green green
Yeah, ooetry deep in the
Y'all stepped on we, the green green