Luyện nghe bài hát Nothin' like home

(Prodigy talkin')

Yeah man..you know...2002 man...approachin' 2003 man...where we
this man?...where we headed for the future man...whats the

1: (Prodigy)

Wealth, health, and nigga
keep me from runnin' clappin' these niggas
sometimes you just handle your business
it, it's on me, rounds of shots for niggas
punk, I up everyday to cathedral cielings
jumpin' out my bed, wall to wall and pillars
livin' like the pharoah Tut, I'm blessed life
so I breathe and give praise to the most high
then I, get for a new day
I eat for breakfast and smoke my trees
turn on the flat to C-Span
see the elite strength, general slowly gettin' bills passed
prophecies comin' to
we gotta survive this shit dun, it's nothin' to at
I in the V, grabs the heat and I stash that
I'm in tune Doc, Pac, and Huey, it's a rap.

(both)

I traveled the World, and been alot of
believe me dog, ain't nothin' home
and if you somethin' done, you gotta do it yourself, you got drama?
who's gonna that chrome?
like you, somebody like me
when I'm ready for it in Threes
and me off point? c'mon now nigga
I'm paranoid, you know I'm burnin' those

2: (Havoc)

Saw of niggas die, some niggas survived
and that did did it by the skin of their hide
that long ride, the four-fifth aimed at 'em
and knew to fall when them slugs came at 'em
on the real, for me to be here tellin' this
is like dice, then I rolled that
and never lost ever since, though I took big pinch
my Brother passed away, I was bent
drunk in my pain, alot of friends went and came
and those stayed understood a nigga pain
and for a problems had noone to point the blame
I was my own enemy goin' against the grain
somewhere along the them pieces had to get grabbed
all this money family, shit wasn't that bad
all you little shorties 'round like shits sweet
just these words from the M-O-double-B.

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3: (Littles)

I kiss my finger, cross my heart, I'ma make it out these dark
whether together or we part
I got a to that boy tatted on my arm
three strong, man, the still lukewarm
who can you trust your friends wanna pop your safe?
you let him stash in your place, now you watch his
vision the days, hear the whisper
dogs we left in the past, brought back now with us
my heart, let the haze linger
pour out a little liquor, knowin' God a good nigga
dollar slippers skirt from the scene he was just a worker, dog,
you were his every
I kissed his face like I knew 'em
it was me, once upon a time life was ruined
now the mink rope chain
jumpin' out of bed, Thousand dollar slidin' huggin' the
carpets.