Luyện nghe bài hát Light Switch

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1]
Gold teeth on my silver
flakes on the paint job
Country boy that pit of goons
folks that you can't rob
Yeah, at fourteen sippin' of St. Ides
Fifth grade with a
Pentagrams on my fake
Levis from the shop
Busta Rhymes on my feet,
Daddy's in the [?] now
Clay stuck in my cleats,
all in the J O B
Flame tip to that cheaba
Seeds poppin' like Bama
Meet girls in green Adidas
stains from the walk home
Cargo full of M80's
pills in my watch pocket
No dope to [?]
up, tripped out
Tired eyed, fried
Mouth full, out
Mushrooms, sack
Backwoods cannot hold the
half an O in a crystal bowl
Young in a web trap
liked a vegetable
Take some of this blood
Kinfolk just me and you
Blood mates a twenty-two
Witchcraft and the bitch is

Light switch, nah
They the motherfucking power off
Ain't that a bitch, fuck
Gotta get my neighbor up just to a call
switch, fuck ya'll
I'ma grab a notepad, I'mma it off
That's right bitch, I'mma it off
Looking at this shit, it's like click to a light

2]
Out to my old life with tall-boy
it down to the spit bath
Natty Ice on the
models can't get that
My motto was just laugh
it off and just get mad
Either way I'm up on the
Looking for to throw bricks at
Anarchy is in my
fingers and pipe bombs
That's how I stay
With no dad, right
hook on the hat brim
Grease under my nails
truth to this false world
Learned quick to well
Give thanks to the
I'm a chef when I'm alone
Tryin' a cook a banana for me and Betty to smoke on
Tin foil with a big bend no smoke, hood smoke
the [?] I was packing res' with [?]
Skull up with them cross bones that's no place to borrow
Pirates out in that deep go pop pills like Pablo
Don't speak Spanish they manage
watch and them pine cops
And the suit with them mag lights
We them boys in the pine box

3]
Trench in the hallway
That young got an old gun
But Pop left, got them safe keys
age gap is a short jump
Babies all in grave sight
drop on that Jesus piece
Black clothes, Cash
hostile and you leave in peace
White stripes, red
White stars, night
That banner's up in trailer park
Them pigs flashing blue lights
Psychological
Power and they pat you down
Stunt ya growth with a steel
That'll make a man act a clown
Tire treads on gravel roads
Old school them rusty hoods
Baby full of crystal meth
High but the money's good
Sherm in the bosses hand
Parliaments I by the case
Watching all of in my land
To the butt, nothing to waste
trap of the nation's pit
Oh how they savor it
Hoods dropping like flies
They got a for you, just wait for it
That was a major bitch
But man I feel
Took this shit a dung beetle
I had a ball, I