Luyện nghe bài hát Package Store

1]
Just the day when I was out at the store
Saw a hella creepin', trying to bang on a ho
That motherf*cker used to bang on my door
Hollering 'bout for cause cuz collections is low
Damn shame, but I got change, so I give to the
He know I know he pussy, he don't lie to my face
Said I should cut my grass cuz I'm surrounded by snakes
Not sure if that was metaphoric or if he had seen one
I know what he said but I beg to differ
The souls you like to touch were the legs of strippers
The only reason I that cuz I used to tip 'em
How could I when in this world we both some n*ggas
And we both some killers, and we both some
Only God can save us all what he to me
What he hoped to be was a better man in due
But he short tryna sip on the wine

In the neighborhood store
Get some for spirits
Some gossip for your mind if you down to it
In the neighborhood store
Silver and for the low
And some papers for your you can roll
In the neighborhood store
Mixing the with the bad
Which flavors of labor have you had?
In the neighborhood store
need directions for the gun shop, it's on the same block
Of the neighborhood store

2]
Click clack 'gainst my head the Glock
From a hoodlum on the
to me "What you got?
You'll get if you refuse to come up off that
What you floss that outside the package store?
You we out here like wolves searching for antelope
Lambs, and sheep, prey on
Don't you reach your seat, I'll bust your head like cantaloupe"
Then I "Out for a night cap
bring my tool with me cause I assumed that I'd be right back
Shawty said the neighborhood was cool and it wasn't like
But here you are with a loaded gun and I'll be
if I'm fight back"
So he on to loosen up on the aggression
And to lecture me on the troubles of recession
And ain't that many jobs hiring convicted felons
So instead of what he want, he taking what they selling
Then billing it to the (?), on the grind
Addicted to the of wine

3]
Gripping Grain, flying like Thunderbirds
Easy, Jesus, watch your Crown while I swang and
bottle, alcohol, not a Tylenol
Could remove the kind of that a fight'll cause in the streets
Don Julio my
Cuervo, texting hoes, Captain with my feet
Standing tall on 'em, 'til I rendezvous with Grey
Cool gray, salty taste, almost threw up on my
blues, Bloody Mary red
Codeine purple to take me to the edge
One shot all I need just to hit the ledge
and turn, crash and burn, just to crawl up in my bed
Go into my head, seeing circles
cream daily, I don't mean Bailey
Vodka tried to kill me, but Gin saved me
Been a customer so why they me