Luyện nghe bài hát Home Sweet Home

[Kool G.
Brothers on the corner junk
got held up by the hotties got the in the trunk
You got the hardrocks wavin glocks at the
only harass you when they wanna get a chunk
They got so many and they got so many spots
And I can't even up the block
the, "Yo man, what you got?"
I'm past somebody lookin strange
lookin for a hit for veins
or blow out somebody's brains
Even the shorties naughty lives
Walkin around, drive around, with big forty-fives
I found out the candy store's a front
They walk in the store
Man G, candy's far from what want
You might see a pickle or a
But if you to the back, you get dimes, twenties, and nickels
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
Loudmouth to show her ass, but somebody
broke a whiskey bottle and cut her butt up with the
got robbed for his bank
They broke in his and took everything
except the sink
Little man murdered on the
He tried to come off at the liquor store, he's 17
Granny's damn near 80
A of hoods grabbed her pocketbook, and stabbed up the lady
Cover your head, cause it's a dead zone, in the red
Yeah, this is my home sweet

Three card molly, man to fool
Whites stop at the red lights, to look at us like animals
I'm gettin frisked by the
They only tryin to get props, for blowin off a man's top
Up in apartment 3G, this sweetie named DiDi 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 filled with
Miss, your little daughter's a swinger, you can't her
She left with a stranger, inside a drug party
Now off to the morgue, to go indentify her
boy is goin on the strip
Robbin niggaz cracks, a mac, without a clip
Somebody gave a tip, so the next time he
and shorty got ragged, another is zipped
A baby is born and needs
but instead, the mother him and shoved him in a oven
Cops our kids, but they bill us
So more worse, the killer cops or the Cop Killers
another risk
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 landlord is the lowest
Because I let my door slam and saw a damn notice
I felt like breakin all his bones,
I'm gettin kicked out of my sweet home

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