Luyện nghe bài hát My Advice 2 You

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

Way past the days of the deuce me and you a crew
Only a few percent knew what me and you went
been sent to dominate, these corny come-lates
And set this rap shit straight from crenshaw to castlegate
Like pete and cl, I reminisce over
the streets of boston to new york and all the ways
For certain niggaz to blow up, and paid
But my praise to the most high
some nights I got so wild yo, I almost died
Some stuff I got into, really scarred my
Pops wasn't tryin to hear it, cause of what he through
Still, like my havoc said, sometimes you gotta
Hit your crew off, so 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 bond to keep this hip-hop strong
You a man baby pop you know right from
So out of trouble, and that goes for me too
That's what we to do, that's my advice to you...

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

"any man with the plan is with his life"

"think twice"

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

"any man the plan is precise with his life"

"think twice"

"my is to you..."