Luyện nghe bài hát Home Sweet Home

[Kool G.
Brothers on the corner sellin
got up by the hotties got the shotties in the trunk
You got the hardrocks wavin 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 even bump up the
without the, "Yo man, you got?"
I'm walkin past lookin strange
He's for a hit for veins
or he'll blow out brains
Even the livin naughty lives
Walkin around, even around, with big forty-fives
I just found out the store's a front
They walk in the store
Man G, candy's far what they want
You might see a or a popsicle
But if you step to the back, you get dimes, twenties, and
Honey to look like a winner
Now she can't get took to dinner
cause so dealers ran up in her
blood is on the tar
Last night was a from a fight inside the bar
Loudmouth tryin to show her ass, but
a whiskey bottle and cut her butt up with the glass
Money got for his bank
They broke in his house and everything
except the kitchen
Little man on the scene
He tried to come off at the liquor store, only 17
Granny's damn pushin 80
A of hoods grabbed her pocketbook, and stabbed up the lady
Cover your head, cause a dead zone, in the red zone
Yeah, this is my sweet home
Three card molly, another man to
Whites stop at the red lights, to look at us like animals
I'm frisked by the cops
They only tryin to get props, for off a black man's top
Up in apartment 3G, this sweetie DiDi wants to see me
but yo I heard she's VD
Just when you think the skies are gettin
Bang -- another brother's split in two
Can't sleep, cause the streets are with danger
Miss, your little daughter's a swinger, you can't her
She left a stranger, inside a drug dealer's party
Now off to the morgue, to go her body
Sonny boy is on the strip
Robbin niggaz cracks, a mac, without a clip
gave a tip, so the next time he flipped
and shorty got ragged, another is zipped
A baby is born and needs
but instead, the mother smothered him and him in a oven
Cops our kids, but they bill us
So what's more worse, the killer or the Cop Killers
Everyday's another
I'm mad to go to my pad, the hallways always smell like piss
No heat, just pots of hot
I'm walkin eight flights up, the elevator's out of
Man that landlord is the
Because I let my door slam and saw a damn eviction
I felt like breakin all his bones,
I'm gettin kicked out of my home home
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