Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

"yo nate, shit is crazy, I shook hands mad dead niggas yo, all the
Niggas that to be on the block, ill will, marty, black ed, yo son,
Mad niggas is gone, rest in though."

1:
Fifty-two blocks, frames
Bald heads and heavy
Somehow in the game
in '83, before cable tv
When these so called thug niggas played in the
I to hear the stories
niggas here before me
Like the rich porters, the fat cats, the
league, from the street to the pen
Eyes glossy, niggas only speak when they
Off the mixture
Forcin' down and liquor
Only hot 'll hurt ya quicker
Think it out and elevate, I gave to the state
As a 92-r-7478, it set me
The of a stubborn cat
The one that to hustle on the block mad hard and loved to rap
In goose down and wool hats, the youth in me
I guess on the streets ain't what it used to be.

I remember! (echo)
When niggas used to live it up, it up
dough all night
I remember! (echo)
When niggas didn't a fuck, gettin' drunk
guns all night.

2:
Straight of hen with no chaser
Mo' paper, stubborn, hard like joe frazier
The gremlins, the pack that I come
gats by the stomach
Act up and hundreds
don't want it, see me I be the ring leader, lion tamer
Do the bankhead and
A entertainer, bottom line
Ya'll niggas who got the hottest rhymes
Face it, I got the whole globe on some nate
from the corners to the covers of the latest rap pages
Turn the projects to vegas
Don kingin' niggas, make 'em sign papers
the american way, do my enemies pray or is it just me?
Hustlin', hopin' the fiends me
Talkin' to us, hold up, let me walk you this
pimps, hoes, often shooters
Niggas need to know what the is
the sarcasm
I my nigga mark but God has 'em
When I see his flics I spazzin'
I to let it go
But I guess livin' life a nigga never know.

3:
I used to love starters, thug
Boppin' into spofford, r.o.r. on drug
on walls, florescent markers and krylon
Savin' my loot to buy a
Broken safety, borough and jay street
Hopped the train not that a fall awaits me
Problems came when I slingin'
night I hear revolvers ringin'
The cause cops to start rodney kingin'
Many riots, is any silence?
Everybody sipped henny, hustled with clients
Growin' up on the block my pops was raised
Rocked waves, blend tapes playin' on hot
Brought the out
Police made us put the out
Peep it, I was too young to leave the
I'm to see the world, runnin' the streets without a care
I it well 'cause I was there.