Luyện nghe bài hát Home Sweet Home

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