Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Girl

Lil' girl from the ran away from home
Tryin' to be a woman acting way too grown
she ran across the border homie, 24-inch chromes
Now she walking down the track and
With them brand new high 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 getting revenue
With a of 1972

Now the mack in the 'Lac leaning to the side
gleaming, sitting up high?
Ride and die but you young bitch
words so fly, get you sprung, bitch

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

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

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

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

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

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

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