Luyện nghe bài hát My Advice 2 You

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

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

You remember happened last time, when you got knocked
your thing, sewin shit up on the block
You need to stop, fore you get again
Or you get and I lose another friend

"any man with the plan is with his life"

"think twice"

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

"any man with the is precise with his life"

"think twice"

"my is to you..."