Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Girl

Lil' from the ghetto ran away from home
Tryin' to be a fucking acting way too grown
Then she ran the border homie, 24-inch chromes
Now she down the track and stripping
With them brand new heels on

She too young for me so I passed her to the dude
Got hood fame, what a what X' do
Hang with a crew that love getting
With a description of

Now who's the mack in the leaning to the side
gleaming, sitting up high?
Ride and won't die but you young
words so fly, get you sprung, bitch

Young Slick, his name, Don Juan fame
Trying to replace him with day game
We hate then shoot if you mess with his prostitute
And what I hear, he got a lot to

Now what if dude get your crew got one too?
Don't let the pimpin' you, he got hot ones too
Blew his brains out now he catching out to Chino's
Slick got caught up fucking with a young

My nigga Slick was a motherfucking lunatic
Nigga out to get a grip, sworn in to do shit
Nigga do this shit and make this shit official
A little bitty nigga quick to hit you the pistol

Ain't no motherfuckers squabbin' me and on 20s
Plenty niggaz the wrath of his deuce-deuce gun blast
Ask Cuz on the corner with the bullet holes his blast
Dumb-dumb don't come test

he'll lay you to rest, tattooed with a set on his neck
Demanding respect, or die, is how he ride
Long Beach, East Side in two times
Every nigga on the know Cuz' rep

A straight gangsta for life and I that
It's not a job fool it's a lifestyle
And when you're slipping,

Lil' boy from the ghetto with you're greased up on
Used to be a ball player, homie what the fuck wrong?
Used to see him on the corner hand up on his throne
to knock him off a bank recently, 25 to life, so long, he gone