Luyện nghe bài hát My Advice 2 You

Yo yo gu-rizzi, yo
Yo son?
Yo man, youknowhatimean? I need money man
Get up out in these, in streets man
Yo, so what's the deal
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 what 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 a crew
Only a few percent knew me and you went through
We've been sent to dominate, these corny
And set this crooked rap shit straight from crenshaw to
Like pete and cl, I reminisce days
From the streets of boston to new york and all the
For certain niggaz to up, and crime paid
But my goes to the most high
Cause some nights I got so wild yo, I almost
Some stuff I got into, really scarred my
Pops wasn't to hear it, cause of what he been through
Still, my nigga havoc said, sometimes you gotta
Hit your crew off, so they can some bread
no matter the weather, niggaz be needin cheddar
And things in this world are more up than ever
So let's make this to keep this hip-hop strong
You a man baby pop you know from wrong
So out of trouble, and that goes for me too
That's what we need to do, my advice to you...

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

"any man with the plan is precise his life"

"think twice"

My advice to you, cut down on and booze
For a like me, most time that shit's bad news
It's like lightin a fuse whether it's or shoes
Cause somebody always wanna up to start a feud
It's set-tin it off but not the movie
Plus let's get some real women floozies and the groupies
Cause spell mad problems from watts to harlem
And the bullshit won't stop long as the world's
And I recall when niggaz knew my had clout
But they didn't my sorry ass was gettin kicked out
And was seein if I wanted to come 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 like a
I doubt we'd ever be bigtime sellin coke or dust
killin us, let's take our people and make a exodus
Annhilation, through the lungs
Or extermination, by the use of guns
Triple beam dreams and drug of mad cream
Could be a sad scene when you go to that

"any man with the plan is precise his life"

"think twice"

"my is to you..."