Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

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

1:
Fifty-two blocks, frames
heads and heavy chains
Somehow caught in the
Back in '83, before tv
When these so called thug played in the street
I used to hear the
Live niggas before me
the rich porters, the fat cats, the pauly's
Outlaw league, from the to the pen
glossy, niggas only speak when they bent
Off the perfect
down herbs and liquor
Only hot slugs 'll hurt ya
Think it out and elevate, I years to the state
As a 92-r-7478, it set me
The of a stubborn cat
The one that used to hustle on the mad hard and loved to rap
In goose down coats and hats, the youth in me
I guess life on the streets what it used to be.

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

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

3:
I used to love starters, garments
Boppin' into spofford, r.o.r. on drug
Writin' on walls, florescent markers and
my loot to buy a firearm
Broken safety, borough hall and jay
Hopped the train not knowin' that a fall me
came when I started slingin'
Late I hear revolvers ringin'
The echos cops to start rodney kingin'
Many riots, is there any
sipped henny, hustled with many clients
Growin' up on the same my pops was raised
Rocked waves, blend playin' on hot days
Brought the out
Police made us put the out
Peep it, I was too young to the house
I'm tryin' to see the world, runnin' the streets a care
I remember it 'cause I was there.