Luyện nghe bài hát La Costra Nostra

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
18th '74, the year I was born
A young nigga for war
It's in my blood to get the 'fetty for
I was cursed birth to get the patties slanging faggats are raw

And I'm the advocate, head, in '86 we started having shit
Rock it and cook it to cut the is, when crack-ages
For my cousin, twenty off a note
But I refused to go broke, my whole slang dope

And my big sister was a little richer 'cuz she fucked
with the big pushers
I watched niggaz keys in sinks with jackhammers and ginsus
Throw me money for tennis

I been a dude high school with latest clothes and them jewels
Had me paper chasing, I didn't school
I a quarter ounce in the ooze
Got a crew, hit the block, start hustling the real niggaz do

I'm walking in the shoes of Phoenix
And Little D, I'm balling niggaz my projects I listened to
I it real with my interviews
I was as fuck and sleeping on the floor in the village dude

I'm just a wise G, why chronic D, smoking finer
Thick as peak, I build a dynasty?
So a whip and rob niggaz
What goes around, comes around I end up getting shot nigga

But got love not, my hope stop, I pop bubbly
Like the whole block locked, I lovely
And my father was a black family crack dealer
With the house on 'Icula, made scratch for

That's why I say in my blood 'cuz my father was a thug
With the Columbian blood, flood the block with drugs
We slang lots of coca with up in the hosta'
La Costra Nostra