Luyện nghe bài hát Light Switch

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1]
Gold teeth on my spoon
flakes on the paint job
Country boy from pit of goons
White that you can't rob
Yeah, at sippin' four-zeros of St. Ides
Fifth grade a switchblade
Pentagrams on my watch
from the thrift shop
Busta Rhymes on my feet,
Daddy's in the [?] now
Clay in my cleats, WHAT
all in the J O B
Flame tip to that cheaba
Seeds poppin' Bama does
Meet girls in these Adidas
stains from the walk home
Cargo pants of M80's
Crushed pills in my pocket
No dope to [?]
Geeked up, out
Tired eyed, fried
full, lips out
Mushrooms, dried
Backwoods hold the dope
Gotta half an O in a bowl
girls in a web trap
Brainwashed a vegetable
Take some of blood soup
it's just me and you
Blood mates with a
and the bitch is through

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

2]
Out to my old life with that
it down to the spit bath
Natty Ice on the
Role can't get that
My motto was just laugh
Laugh it off and 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
no dad, right mom?
Fishing hook on the hat
Grease my white nails
Hard truth to this world
Learned quick to well
Give thanks to the
I'm a chef when I'm home
Tryin' a cook a banana peel for me and to smoke on
Tin foil with a big bend no smoke, hood smoke
Before the [?] I was packing with [?]
Skull up with cross bones that's no place to borrow soap
Pirates out in that deep south go pop pills Pablo
Don't speak they heat manage
Crime watch and them cops
And the black suit with them mag
We them boys in the pine box

3]
Trench in the hallway
That man's got an old gun
But when Pop left, got safe keys
age gap is a short jump
Babies all in grave sight
Tears on that Jesus piece
clothes, Johnny Cash
Come and you leave in peace
White stripes, red
White stars, night
banner's up in that trailer park
Them pigs flashing them lights
Psychological
Power trip and pat you down
Stunt ya growth a steel cage
That'll make a grown man act a
Tire on them gravel roads
Old school with them hoods
Baby seats full of crystal
risk but the money's good
Sherm sticks in the bosses
Parliaments I by the case
Watching all of this in my
To the butt, nothing to waste
Grease of the nation's pit
Oh how they savor it
Hoods like flies yeah
They got a for you, just wait for it
statue was a major bitch
But man I liberated
Took this shit like a dung
I had a ball, I