Luyện nghe bài hát Grown Man Business

me, see me
Welcome to Soundview
Bronx, New York,

Intersection action ribs
New gutter smacks the whole Dutchman
Loose fucking, they definite land mines
with no right hustle throwing gang signs
Empty in the broke and underpaid
Fighting cases with legal aids
The unlit tonight performing lime desires to eat
Can get you in a 8 by 5, the younger

I smell, feel, touch and taste hunger
Next in line to rep these street signs to they
Under, wiping tears from his facing the felony
niggaz wanna be pistol Pete without the penalty
His words, promise me this much in death
Don't let my boy to retrace my steps
Minne, stay safe, move and get it
If you opposition get a inch from they face with it

Later amigo, the day to end discreetly
Sex and boss
My to hear me see me
True
Face covered, driving
Commit by my lonely when push comes to
say that grown men lay on they prey
Took in the street

Came back and made up for with that white sheet
Revenge is best cold
Get it the way you give it
This ain't I just need to get away with it
Son, over here, you looking at me like I'm lame
But I'm looking at y'all like y'all call the drug game
child hosing sims
Put the heroin in

Put pops on in the early seventies
I sat in with money machines
Drugs sitting 3 off of the floor
the smell of the raw
Chest like bars scale my connects untimely
King Henry 12th street flooded the Bronx in the 90's
03 scene MVP and one
Boss decision, paper wins awards

See me, me
Welcome to Brooklyn, New City 11206
Roosevelt projects, wild rose water the

Son, you what it is
the moment that you come over the bridge
And if you don't ride me
I'm show you some shit
I'ma show you where my niggaz sure on the mix
show you where the pain and the poetry is
Ghetto young's a lot of time alone in the crib
BET on the screen, walls and of big
Hustlers getting dough low on the 6

Blazing up the glow over they wrist
Hop in the knowing the risk
down to load up they clip
Gamblers hopes of rolling the trip
But you hear head crack there ain't no rolling again
Snatch the dice and everything you is going it in
how it happens, good people, bad habits
Diabetics, addicts, asthmatics
Searching for the truth leaping through the holy

The bible, the Quran, or the Ten Commandments
on it God, what's today's mathematics
The five day forecast, the Dow Jones
The price of beer, cigarettes, bread, and pampers
Life is a test and we all got the
The streets keep calling its hard not
And on my Government, my attribute, my all
So it's only natural I holla and respond
Brooklyn up and make 'em all sit down
I but no [Incomprehensible] we do not fuck around

what it is
All day
That's is niggaz
Official,
how it is niggaz
BX, Bk all day
Get it
man business