Luyện nghe bài hát My Summer Vacation

{This is the final boarding for flight twelve fifty-nine
Departing from Los Angeles, to St. Louis
you}

Damn G, the spot's hot
So how the fuck am I to make a knot?
Police looking at niggaz a microscope
In L.A. everybody and they sell dope

They to stop it
So the fuck can I do to make a profit?
Catch a flight to St.
cool 'cause nobody knew us

We off the plane
Four gang bangers, professional slangers
a car at wholesale
Drove to the and checked in a motel

Unpacked and I the three-eighty
'Cause we stayin' niggaz look shady
But they can't fade Central
'Cause a cap is fundamental

Checkin' out block close
Seein' which one will the most
this is the one no doubt
Bust a U Bone and clear these niggaz out

Ay ay man, nigga?
Yo, this Lench Mob nigga!

Now 'em out meant casualties
Still had the L.A.
Bust a cap and out of there in a
Wouldn't you know a in Missouri?

fools got popped
Took their corner next day, set up
And it's better than slangin' in the
Triple the profit makin' than I did in Cali

Breakin' off rocks like Barney
'Cause mark ass niggaz don't want trouble
And we on edge when we do work
Police don't recognize the and the sweatshirts

Getting bitches and can't stand a
Nineteen-ninety-one Montana
Now the shit's a war
Of violence where it was never seen before

whirl when the gat bust
Four Jheri niggaz kickin' up dust
And some of them are even up to us
our colors and talkin' that gang fuss

Giving up love
Dyin' for a street that they ain't never of
But other motherfuckers want to stand
So you know the phrase, once it's on

{Top of the news tonight, gangs from South
Los Angeles are known for their driveby shootings
Have into East St. Louis
Leaving three and two others injured
No have been made
Police say is a nationwide trend
With similar occurring in Texas, Michigan and Oklahoma}

Boom! my homie got he's a goner black
St. Louis niggaz want they corner
Shooting in weather
It's illegal business, niggaz still stick together

Fuckin' police got the four-one-one that L.A. all, surf and sun
But we ain't thinkin' 'bout the
Feudin' like the Hayfield's and
Now the gettin' tricky

'Cause now lookin' for the colors and the khakis
Damn, the spot's gettin hot the battle
About to pack up and slangin' in Seattle
But the NARC's raid about six in the

Try to catch a nigga while yawnin'
Put his to my chest as I paused
Went to in my motherfuckin' drawers
Tryin' to give me years

Face'll be full of those tears
It's the same old and the same old nigga stuck
And the public defender ain't a fuck
The must be sparkin'

Talkin 'about a life plea bargain
You got to with the Crips and Bloods by hand G
the Black Guerrilla family
And the white pride like Northside

And it's a if any more niggaz die
No parole or
Now this is a man's summer vacation
No for rehabilitation

'Cause look at the motherfuckin' that I'm facin'
I'm a end it like this 'cause you know up
My life is