Luyện nghe bài hát Grown Man Business

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Son, you what it is
the moment that you come over the bridge
And if you ride with me
I'm gonna show you some
I'ma show you where my niggaz sure on the mix
I'ma you where the pain and the poetry is
young's spend a lot of time alone in the crib
BET on the screen, walls and of big
Hustlers dough sitting low on the 6

Blazing up the ambro over they wrist
Hop in the game knowing the
Still to load up they clip
with hopes of rolling the trip
But when you hear head crack there no rolling again
Snatch the dice and everything you is going it in
This how it happens, good people, bad
Diabetics, addicts, asthmatics
Searching for the truth leaping the holy tablet

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

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