Luyện nghe bài hát Palmdale

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

Had a to bounce plus a bike to ride
But my never would let me play outside
But when I got in elementary school
Started like a fucking fool

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

Financially, we
2 months later, son, we
No more from shotgun shells
Bought a two-story 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, check it out, it out)

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

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

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

I can't jump, I flinch
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 white man's
So I me some khakis and a geri curl
I knew I make it to the NFL
I went to east palmdale and started slingin'

Fo' sho' I was makin' dough
Shoulda dropped outta school a long ago
Bought a cell phone, a nut
Now I deliver like hut

I drunk whiskey and Bacardi, I sold dope to
Me and my homies sold and dimes
Took turns rhymes just to pass the time

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

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

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

Them pecker woods want none
But the straight own one
essays, catorces, treces always try to test me

So I off the bed 'cause I ain't no punk
his head up against the bunk
Socked that cholo in his
Black muthafucking to jump in

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

Jail is hell, but I'll adapt, hesitate to get in a scrap
'Cause I'm down for mine, and that's for
Sittin' in the with my knuckles hurtin'

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

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

Williams, Lorenz tate
Zeno plays for Colorado
I wish my much success
But at the same time, I still get

through the wind with a cup full of gin
Thinkin' 'bout that coulda, woulda, shoulda been
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 where my heartache began, heartache began)

(Yeah)
Come to me
(Hey, all the homeboys on the team, where y'all at man, yeah)
(Hey, you at in the world, I don't care 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, 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)

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

Dale, palmdale
(Hey, come on 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 rock get none, what, what, what)
palmdale
Dale, you're
(Little rock get none)