Luyện nghe bài hát In The Pj's

aiyyyyyyyyyyyyyyo!
"for all of y'all.."
[kane] check it out,
Aiyyo, we gonna out to all the projects out there
"for all of y'all.."
[kane] yknahmsayin? like roosevelt projects, marcy
We gon' send it to greene, l.g.
"for all of y'all.."
[kane] yet, all the projects in brook', no
All the projects on the east
"for all of y'all.."
[kane] now we come to church street south
Yknahmsayin? canal street there in durham, carolina
"for all of y'all.."
[kane] of crooklyn, and all the great streets
Everyone everywhere! like everywhere around the universe
"for all of y'all.."
[kane] yknahmsayin? all the projects,
We sendin this out to everybody, one here
"for all of y'all.."
[kane] now do you me?
We set it off one time, dig the flavor y'all
"for all of y'all.."
ha hah hah!

[big daddy
in the world of ghetto life
Shot with the gun, get you cut the knife
That's the story yo, the way the peeps to move
No fakin the funk, it's all about how to and prove
Some get to make it life livin legal
The others gotta try to survive, the evil
That men do, peace to every hood that I through
I even got love for my in south central
But to the east my brother, cause where I stay at
Runnin through the streets a stray cat
Like good times show it makes me go
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, hmmmmmmmmmm,
Up in the projects, it gets no
With gue-rillas, and stone cold killers
It seems that night, you get to hear the fireworks
As much as I hate, to see my die or hurt
It's a street mentality, a reality
warfare, that brings home casualties
And just because I out the residence
It don't mean that I can't

kane + "yeah! yeah!" -> chanted in back throughout

So to my peeps in the pj's, throw hands in the air
"for all of y'all.."
Let me know out there
To my peeps in the pj's, throw hands in the air
"for all of y'all.."
Let me you're out there
And to my peeps in the pj's, your hands in the air
"for all of y'all.."
And let me know out there
Ah to my peeps in the pj's, throw hands in the air
"for all of y'all.."
And let me know you're out

[big daddy
I'm runnin mob around the way
It's me and the crew, tryin to map out the day
Yo the haps on how we gettin snaps?
Are we gonna shoot some cee-lo, or play a game of
Matter fact, shane, the intercom
And see if you can get ten dollars my moms
Tell her to it out the window if she got it to spare
the elevator's broke, and I ain't checkin for the stairs
And do me a solid, run to the store
And me up some olde e, but not a 40
Just a two-two of brew will do, so I can knock it out
To the coldness last

And while you at man see your friend go (word)
He shoulda been a hour ago with the indo (yeah)

[big daddy
And us in the back park to get sparked
So I can be toasted by time it dark
Aiyyo jay, I see that bulge in the back of jeans
Hope that's the God u now, know I mean?
Cause if somebody brings the noise, make it a silent movie
So take the safety off the
Cause I don't want no beef, nahhhhh
The thing I wanna do is parrrrrrlay
Peace and harmony is I relate to
But damn man, drama's just in the

[big daddy
I send out to the homies in the hood
That stood by my side, to help a brother do
Just like swv you was here
Yeah yeah yeah yeah we in there
From all thugs that flex with all the
to the brothers, that got a swift hustle
Like good golly miss three molly, a neat trick
Where get beat quick
see a sweet vic?

[card
Jackety jack, black
You get nuttin back, and a fact
The sweetest game I seen
All you gotta do is the red queen
point to it, can anybody point to it?
I play by the of the finger of the hand
"the one in the middle! the one in the middle!"
black, you get no money back!

(kane: aww man! see, I you!)