Luyện nghe bài hát My Advice 2 You

Yo yo gu-rizzi, yo
Yo whassup
Yo man, I need this money man
Get up out in these, in these man
Yo, so what's the deal
I'm sayin, what you need
Yo let me have like, two or three, g's man
I'm sayin, I'm son man
You know happened last time though
I do what I gotta do man, I gotta eat man
Whassup man? oh baby momma stressin you? ...

Way past the days of the deuce me and you stays a
Only a few knew what me and you went through
been sent to dominate, these corny come-lates
And set this crooked rap shit straight from to castlegate
Like and cl, I reminisce over days
From the streets of boston to new and all the ways
For certain niggaz to up, and crime paid
But my praise goes to the high
Cause some nights I got so yo, I almost died
Some stuff I got into, really scarred my
Pops wasn't tryin to hear it, of what he been through
Still, like my nigga havoc said, sometimes you
Hit crew off, so they can make some bread
Cause no the weather, niggaz be needin cheddar
And in this world are more fucked up than ever
So let's make this bond to keep hip-hop strong
You a man baby pop you know from wrong
So stay out of trouble, and goes for me too
That's what we need to do, that's my to you...

You remember what happened last time, when you got
Doin your thing, shit up on the block
You to stop, fore you get caught again
Or you get shot and I lose friend

"any man the plan is precise with his life"

"think twice"

My to you, cut down on champagne and booze
For a nigga like me, most time shit's bad news
It's like a fuse whether it's sneakers or shoes
somebody always wanna step up to start a feud
It's like set-tin it off but not the
Plus let's get some real women forget and the groupies
they spell mad problems from watts to harlem
And the won't stop long as the world's revolvin
And I recall when niggaz knew my had clout
But didn't know my sorry ass was gettin kicked out
And they was seein if I wanted to bubble with them
And make my ends triple and with them
And get in with them, now memories of them
I wear em in my heart a emblem
I doubt we'd ever be bigtime sellin coke or dust
It's killin us, take our people and make a exodus
Annhilation, through the lungs
Or extermination, by the use of guns
Triple beam and drug schemes of mad cream
Could be a sad scene you go to that extreme

"any man the plan is precise with his life"

"think twice"

"my is to you..."