Luyện nghe bài hát Home Sweet Home

G. Rap]
Brothers on the corner sellin
got held up by the got the shotties in the trunk
You got the hardrocks wavin at the punks
only harass you when they wanna get a chunk
They got so many corners and they got so spots
And I can't even bump up the
without the, "Yo man, you got?"
I'm walkin past somebody lookin
He's lookin for a hit for
or he'll blow out somebody's
Even the shorties naughty lives
Walkin around, even drive around, with big
I found out the candy store's a front
They walk in the store
Man G, far from 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
Last night was a from a fight inside the bar
Loudmouth tryin to show her ass, but
broke a whiskey bottle and cut her up with the glass
got robbed for his bank
They in his house and took everything
except the kitchen
Little man on the scene
He tried to come off at the liquor store, only 17
damn near pushin 80
A couple of hoods her pocketbook, and stabbed up the lady
Cover head, cause it's a dead zone, in the red zone
Yeah, this is my home sweet

card molly, another man to fool
Whites stop at the red lights, to look at us like animals
I'm gettin by the cops
They 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
Just you think the skies are gettin blue
Bang bang -- brother's split in two
Can't sleep, cause the are filled with danger
Miss, little 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 indentify her
Sonny boy is goin on the
Robbin niggaz cracks, with a mac, without a
gave a tip, so the next time he flipped
and shorty got ragged, another is zipped
A is born and needs lovin
but instead, the mother smothered him and him in a oven
killin our kids, but they bill us
So more worse, the killer cops or the Cop Killers
Everyday's risk
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 notice
I felt breakin all his bones, pssssh
I'm gettin kicked out of my home home

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