Luyện nghe bài hát Inland City Blues

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Staring at lights, I been look at since toddler days.
Since the Sorcerers Stone, Potter days.
Thinkin bout chicks got away,
and my niggas gone and got shot away.
On my mind, a lot today.
25 left a lot to say, but they want me to shut up and just ride away.

But not this guy. Oh no not price.
5'9 but my tell me I'm 6'5.
I let my hang low with my fist high.
All the fake shit don't get on this side.

See that'll get you round here.
That'll get you jumped here.
We don't fuck punks round here.
We fuck with Trump round here!

It's the city blues.
Most try and lose.
let crooked ass cops just break the rules.
When young kid gets popped won't the news.

Then you why the young boy take the tool.
And doors, they ambition is get more.
Daddy in the pen, so it up his mental.
hit the window, mommy yelling out get low!

You know how that shit go... you know how that shit go? Same old cycle momma told me use my voice, thats the real why a real nigga spit for.
To remind my youth. I gotta my youth!

wouldn't have created minds, combines, there aint nothing that you can fathom that we can't do.
White girl in the row. she like price, can you sign my boobs?
I'm like "I would, but I'm too high. and thats off my path, I'm tryna my truth, lets go.