Luyện nghe bài hát La Costra Nostra

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

And I'm the advocate, crack head, in '86 we started shit
Rock it and cook it to cut the baggin' is, 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 'cuz she always fucked
Around the big pushers
I watched niggaz break keys in sinks jackhammers and ginsus
Throw me for tennis shoes

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

I'm walking in the of Phoenix Mitchell
And D, I'm balling niggaz from my projects I listened to
I keep it real with my
I was broke as fuck and sleeping on the floor in the village

I'm a wise G, why chronic D, smoking finer weed
as quarter peak, I build a dynasty?
So a pistol whip and rob
What goes around, comes around 'cuz I end up getting shot

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

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