Luyện nghe bài hát La Costra Nostra

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

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

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

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

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

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

But got love not, my don't stop, I pop bubbly
Like the block locked, I live lovely
And my father was a black gorilla family dealer
With the on 'Icula, made scratch for realla

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