Luyện nghe bài hát Palmdale

Yeah, yeah, like bums we used to stay
In the of la by the way
bangers killin' each other for rep
Sellin' cocaine on my doorstep

Had a ball to bounce plus a bike to
But my mamma never would let me play
But when I got enrolled in elementary
Started bangin' a fucking fool

So cool throwin' up signs to the gangster beat
an enemy from across the street
Mamma came home, she got a good job
Daddy did too, now they don't

Financially, we
2 later, son, we movin'
No more duckin' from shells
Bought a house in east palmdale
it to me now

(Hell yeah)
Come to me
(I you and I love you, baby)
Palmdale, come to me
(Check it out, it out, check it out)

No more rats and no roaches
Livin' next to football coaches
Now I got a new place to sell me
Now I got little kids to jack

I stopped wearin' blue, trippin' on red
Too busy squabbin' the skinheads
Stupid questions, the class
little white girls on the ass

I didn't really care if I or failed
I knew I was for the NFL
Until the playoff game, got hurt
I about my future, layin' in the dirt

I can't jump, I can't
Superstar player, ridin' the
Graduate school don't make me laugh
I got an F in basic math, give it to me now

(Hell yeah)
Come to me
(I gotta do one for my neighborhood)
Palmdale, come to me
(Check it out)

I knew I couldn't make it in the man's world
So I me some khakis and a geri curl
I knew I make it to the NFL
I went to east palmdale and started yeyo

Fo' sho' I was makin' crazy
dropped outta school a long time ago
Bought a cell phone, a nut
Now I like pizza hut

I drunk whiskey and Bacardi, I sold to anybody
Me and my homies sold and dimes
Took bustin' rhymes just to pass the time

A white man up to my spot
He said, "Hey, homeboy, you got?"
I put a fat inside his hand
And about 25 sheriffs jumped out the van get down,

(Hell, yeah)
Come to me
(I need you and I you, baby)
Palmdale, come to me
(Check it out, check it out, it out)

Can't get drunk, get blunted
LA county, 95
wanna take my all-stars
Bloods eat my snicker bars

Them pecker don't want none
But the straight own one
Them essays, catorces, treces always try to me

So I jumped off the bed 'cause I ain't no
Jammed his head up against the
Socked that cholo in his
muthafucking scared to jump in

Sheriff it up when we hit the floor
I kept talkin' shit 'cause I want more
Back in town, we get along with the
Now I'm in jail, tryin' to beat me down

Jail is hell, but I'll adapt, won't to get in a scrap
'Cause I'm for mine, and that's for certain
in the hole with my knuckles hurtin'

(Hell, yeah)
Come to me
(I you and I love you, baby)
Palmdale, come to me
(Yeah it out, homeboy)

Now I got a up life, two bad kids and a naggin' wife
end job at the airport check too short to pay the house note
Turn on the TV then I see homeboys that went to school with me
Playin' in the NFL we to kick back in east palmdale

Rodney Williams, tate
plays for Colorado state
I my homeboys much success
But at the time, I still get depressed

Walkin' the wind with a cup full of gin
Thinkin' 'bout things that coulda, woulda, shoulda
I wipe my tears, sip my beers, good luck to my peers

Come to me
(I you and I love you, baby)

Come to me
(Palmdale)
('Cause that's where my heartache began, began)

(Palmdale)
Come to me
(I need you and I you, baby)

(Oh yeah)
Come to me
('Cause that's my heartache began, heartache began)

(Yeah)
Come to me
(Hey, all the homeboys on the football team, where at man, yeah)
(Hey, wherever you at in the world, I don't if you in Japan, Africa)
Palmdale, back to me
(Hey you know how we to do it, man hey, hey, hey)

Yo, let me get a
(Palm)
Yo, let me get a
(Dale)
Yo, what do we
(Yeyo)
Yo, where we to go?
(We fittin' to go to jail)

Yo, let me get a
(Palm)
Yo, let me get a
(Dale)
Yo, do we sell?
(Yeyo)
Yo, where we to go?
(We fittin' to go to jail)

Yo, let me get a
(Palm)
Yo, let me get a
(Dale)
Yo, what do we
(Yeyo)
Yo, we fittin' to go?
(We to go back to jail)

Yo, let me get a
(Palm)
Yo, let me get a
(Dale)
Yo, do we sell?
(Yeyo)
Yo, we fittin' to go?
(We to go back to jail)

Dale, yeah
(Hey, on everybody just clap your hands)
Dale, palmdale
(C'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
Dale, you're
(What, what, what)
(Yo AV come on y'all)

(Where falcons at?)
You're
(It ain't over the fat man sings)

(Little can't get none, what, what, what)
palmdale
Dale, you're
(Little can't get none)