Luyện nghe bài hát Home Sweet Home

[Kool G.
on the corner sellin junk
got held up by the hotties got the in the trunk
You got the hardrocks wavin glocks at the
Police only you when they wanna get a chunk
They got so many and they got so many spots
And I can't bump up the block
without the, "Yo man, you got?"
I'm walkin past lookin strange
lookin for a hit for veins
or he'll out somebody's brains
Even the shorties livin naughty
Walkin around, drive around, with big forty-fives
I just out the candy store's a front
They in the candy store
Man G, far from what they want
You see a pickle or a popsicle
But if you to the back, you get dimes, twenties, and nickels
Honey used to like a winner
Now she can't even get took to
so many dealers ran up in her
Somebody's is on the tar
Last was a homicide from a fight inside the bar
Loudmouth tryin to show her ass, but
broke a whiskey bottle and cut her butt up with the
got robbed for his bank
They broke in his house and everything
the kitchen sink
Little man murdered on the
He tried to come off at the store, he's only 17
damn near pushin 80
A couple of hoods grabbed her pocketbook, and up the lady
your head, cause it's a dead zone, in the red zone
Yeah, is my home sweet home

Three card molly, another man to
Whites will stop at the red lights, to look at us like
I'm gettin by the cops
They only tryin to get props, for off a black man's top
Up in 3G, this sweetie named DiDi wants to see me
but yo I she's givin VD
when you think the skies are gettin blue
Bang -- another brother's 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, a drug dealer's party
Now off to the morgue, to go her body
Sonny boy is on the strip
Robbin niggaz cracks, with a mac, without a
Somebody gave a tip, so the time he flipped
and shorty got ragged, another bodybag is
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 killer cops or the Cop
Everyday's another
I'm even mad to go to my pad, the 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 slam and saw a damn eviction notice
I like breakin all his bones, pssssh
I'm gettin kicked out of my home sweet

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