Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Girl

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

She too young for me so I passed her to the next
Got hood fame, what a what X' do
Hang with a crew that getting revenue
With a of 1972

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

Slick, his name, chasing Don Juan fame
Trying to replace him with day game
We don't hate then if you mess with his prostitute
And what I hear, he got a lot to

Now what if get your crew Slick got one too?
let the pimpin' fool you, he got hot ones too
Blew his brains out now he catching chain out to
Slick got caught up fucking a young dogg

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

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

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

A straight gangsta for life and I love
It's not just a job it's a lifestyle
And when slipping, woo-wam-lights-out

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