Luyện nghe bài hát On My Way To Harlem

I know a place where the trees don't
Just place where niggaz live low
I know a where life is fucked up
Make a move and your ass get stuck up

ain't nothin' but a frame of mind
And life is like a mountain or a ass climb
I've been for a place to leave
The free place is inside of me

So take a trip, and you don't need a grip
But you be equipped 'cause it might be some shit
African-American, but a nigga
Had our fingers on the trigger, but I mine quicker

I know a place where there ain't no and
You better stay if you're soft like Charmin'
Central, Los Angeles, Watts, and Compton
A nigga on the west on his way to Harlem

Now it's time to step into the
Put up your dukes, there's be a fight
And when time to fight, you better fight right
if it don't fight right, out goes the light

Take a close look at what I'm on
Niggaz think I'm tweekin', but I'm on
Subject matter,
Information that I gather through my

the hardest of the hard, hit hardcore killer
Can't the slug of a nine millimeter
thinks they know, but they know not
If they caught a cap on the block

So shine up your and pick up the pieces
Grab a fresh pair of khakis the sharp ass creases
the alarm, here comes the storm
I got a firearm on my way to

I a place where the sun don't shine
Everybody is a victim of neighborhood
I know a place where walk the line
One false step and must do time

Since I'm in the boat I must stay afloat
And sing every from the quotes that they wrote
So, I into the past and walk the path of the greats
So I wont make the mistakes that sealed my ancestors fates

If I had to be a I'd rather be in my grave
If I get in how many could I save?
One, two, three, a hundred, a
My heart is poundin', the devil keeps

But he don't my money, he wants my soul
So I like a tree, and like a weed I grow
My stomach is full, but my is starvin'
Rollin' in a G on my way to Harlem