Luyện nghe bài hát Home Sweet Home

[Kool G.
Brothers on the corner sellin
got held up by the hotties got the in the trunk
You got the wavin glocks at the punks
Police only harass you when they get a chunk
They got so corners and they got so many spots
And I can't bump up the block
without the, "Yo man, you got?"
I'm walkin past somebody lookin
He's lookin for a hit for
or he'll out somebody's brains
the shorties livin naughty lives
Walkin around, even around, with big forty-fives
I just out the candy store's a front
They walk in the store
Man G, candy's far what they want
You see a pickle or a popsicle
But if you step to the back, you get dimes, twenties, and
Honey used to look like a
Now she can't even get took to
so many dealers ran up in her
Somebody's is on the tar
night was a homicide from a fight inside the bar
Loudmouth to show her ass, but somebody
broke a bottle and cut her butt up with the glass
got robbed for his bank
They broke in his house and took
the kitchen sink
Little man murdered on the
He tried to come off at the store, he's only 17
Granny's damn near 80
A couple of hoods grabbed her pocketbook, and stabbed up the
Cover head, cause it's a dead zone, in the red zone
Yeah, this is my sweet home
Three card molly, another man to
Whites will stop at the red lights, to at us like animals
I'm gettin by the cops
They only tryin to get props, for blowin off a black top
Up in apartment 3G, sweetie named DiDi wants to see me
but yo I heard givin VD
Just when you the skies are gettin blue
Bang bang -- another split in two
sleep, cause the streets are filled with danger
Miss, your daughter's a swinger, you can't change her
She left with a stranger, inside a dealer's party
Now off to the morgue, to go her body
boy is goin on the strip
Robbin niggaz cracks, with a mac, a clip
Somebody a tip, so the next time he flipped
and got ragged, another bodybag is zipped
A baby is born and needs
but instead, the smothered him and shoved him in a oven
Cops killin our kids, but bill us
So what's more worse, the cops or the Cop Killers
Everyday's another
I'm even mad to go to my pad, the hallways always smell piss
No heat, pots of hot water
I'm walkin eight up, the elevator's out of order
Man that landlord is the
Because I let my door slam and saw a damn notice
I like breakin all his bones, pssssh
I'm gettin kicked out of my home home
shuts*