Luyện nghe bài hát Greeny Green

Check this out, it
This is a rocket, you never packed
many condominiums in your pocket
Uh, you never smoked this much before
Where else can niggas go
Don't know tomorrow, it's today, bruh
I some coochie that I ain't gotta pay for
I'm the one holidayed ya
ATL, land we par-laya
No jealous with his gat wanna clown
It's enough females in the to go round two, three times
Atlanta, the doctor's
Always somebody hoggin the
Say homes, where your
tell ya I'm pure like Artesian water
Feed me a quarter like a
I sell rhymes rocks, the police oughta stop checkin
The Lord gave me a
Long as rocks I with you
the Lord pleased with you
Uh, you he kissed you
You he kissed you
Or he you

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

Suits of patrol sectors
Day care centers ran by
Drunk drivers the steering wheel of liquor trucks
New comers they won the diversion on pure luck
Shark pools in the hall, one can start a frenzy
Feeding off of your of the law consider no excuse
We here by careful, vigilence
Vampires personal pants with blood
Just ask for the
crave samples of niggas urine
Strands of hair and
Blue lights in the
Having conversations with voices between by fours
Rack 'em up, I'll bust your
Stay playing the role of executioner, been years on row
Now he don't die for arranging his wife's murder
opportunity, designated bullets don't discriminate
Like unemployment, officers break
Y'all done stepped on we, the green
One deep in this
Y'all done stepped on we, the green
(Poetry runs in this team)

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

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

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