Luyện nghe bài hát N100

[Verse 1: Joseph
I hanging out at Fred's, again
Cigarettes been in my hands,
But they still touch my lungs yet
I'm just posing them for my friends

I'm holding all them for my friends
Always save some just for my friends
And that's gone be the thing that my ends
Cause the pack gone they twist my ends, yeah

But a slow burn
And i don't got no left, yeah
I'll just smoke it raw all by
And light before i ask for help, hm

I got on my feet, now
seen my bed for bout a week, now
Good thing i a peep out
City need someone me, now

[Hook: Joseph
inside the city, yeah
Whole claim they with me, yeah
Whole squad they with me, yeah
Only giving me N50's,

Back the city, now
Whole squad claim with me, now
Whole squad prove with me, now
giving me N50's, now

[Verse 2: Cook]
Fratown and I'm
Raw dog the and I'm flying
Crash at T's and I'm hiding
I'm snacks for all my kin

I run and tag Mike in
He buy the 'Ports and I'm
I 'em up and start lighting
It's 50 I'm fine, man

I know your face, I'll keep you fed
I your name, you always got a bed
In return, you best protect my
They sending shots, you leave convo dead

I ain't did no wrong in a long
time friends done let me down in a long time
Whole in my recents for a long time
I been riding with the squad for a long

Got a phone dryer than
Chrome's emptier my home
touched my head since the old me
But I'm going down that road, b

I'm back up in my old
quiet but still with me
Winged homies been me
Since good advice missing

[Hook: Joseph
inside the city, yeah
Whole squad claim they me, yeah
Whole squad prove they with me,
Only me N50's, yeah

Back the city, now
Whole claim they with me, now
Whole squad prove with me, now
giving me N50's, now

[Bridge: Joseph
The way I'm doing it in town make you pick your up
The way I'm talking shit so loud, man, you crack up
I'm riding with the squad better call some back up
Cause when we out doing wrong, ain't no way to track us

Joseph Cook] x2
Back the city
fighting 'gainst me
Got some good with me
But not fighting with me

Back inside the
getting busy
If this is my sight
Don't my momma bout that glimpse, b

Back the city
Morals fighting me
Got good friends with me
But they not with me

Back inside the
Homies busy
If I die
my momma I was pretty