Luyện nghe bài hát Light Switch

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1]
Gold teeth on my spoon
Frosted on the paint job
Country boy from that pit of
White that you can't rob
Yeah, at fourteen four-zeros of St. Ides
Fifth grade with a
on my fake watch
Levis from the 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 cheaba cheaba
poppin' like Bama does
Meet in these green Adidas
Grass stains the walk home
pants full 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
half an O in a crystal bowl
Young girls in a web
Brainwashed liked a
Take of this blood soup
Kinfolk just me and you
Blood mates with a
and the bitch is through

Light switch, nah
They the motherfucking power off
that a bitch, fuck ya'll
Gotta get my up just to make a call
Light switch, fuck
grab a notepad, I'mma write it off
That's right bitch, I'mma it off
Looking at shit, it's like click to a light switch

2]
Out to my old with that tall-boy
Drink it to the spit bath
Ice on the floorboard
Role models can't get
My whole motto was laugh
Laugh it off and get mad
Either way I'm up on the
for cars to throw bricks at
Anarchy is in my
fingers and pipe bombs
That's how I stay
With no dad, right
Fishing on the hat brim
Grease under my nails
Hard to this false world
Learned to fight well
thanks to the microwave
I'm a chef I'm home alone
Tryin' a cook a banana for me and Betty to smoke on
Tin foil with a big bend makes no smoke, hood
Before the [?] I was res' with [?]
Skull up with them cross bones that's no place to soap
Pirates out in that deep south go pop like Pablo
Don't speak they heat manage
watch and them pine cops
And the black suit with them mag
We them dope in the pine box

3]
Trench coats in the
young man's got an old gun
But when Pop left, got them safe
age gap is a short jump
Babies all in that sight
Tears drop on that piece
clothes, Johnny Cash
Come and you leave in peace
stripes, red stripes
White stars, night
That banner's up in that trailer
Them flashing them blue lights
motherfucker
Power trip and they pat you
Stunt ya growth a steel cage
make a grown man act a clown
Tire treads on them gravel
Old school with rusty hoods
Baby seats of crystal meth
risk but the money's good
Sherm sticks in the bosses
Parliaments I smoke by the
all of this in my land
To the butt, nothing goes to
Grease trap of the pit
Oh how just savor it
Hoods dropping flies yeah
They got a plan for you, wait for it
That statue was a major
But man I feel
this shit like a dung beetle
I had a ball, I