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
rock cocaine on my doorstep

Had a ball to bounce plus a bike to
But my mamma never would let me outside
But when I got in elementary school
Started bangin' like a fool

So cool throwin' up gang to the gangster beat
Shot an from across the street
came home, said 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 house in east
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 rats and no more roaches
next door to football coaches
Now I got a new to sell me crack
Now I got little white kids to

I wearin' blue, wasn't trippin' on red
Too squabbin' with the skinheads
questions, distract the class
Rubbin' white girls on the ass

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

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

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

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

Fo' sho' I was makin' dough
Shoulda dropped outta school a long 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 dubs and dimes
Took turns rhymes just to pass the time

A white man drove up to my
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, back to me
(Check it out, it out, check it out)

get drunk, can't get blunted
LA county, 95
Crips wanna my all-stars
Bloods wanna eat my snicker

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 I ain't no punk
Jammed his head up the bunk
Socked that cholo in his
Black muthafucking scared to in

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

Jail is hell, but adapt, won't hesitate to get in a scrap
'Cause I'm down for mine, and for certain
Sittin' in the with my knuckles hurtin'

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

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

Rodney Williams, Lorenz
Zeno plays for state
I wish my homeboys much
But at the same time, I still get

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

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

Come to me
(Palmdale)
('Cause that's where my began, heartache 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 on the football team, where y'all at man, yeah)
(Hey, wherever you at in the world, I 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, 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, where we 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 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)

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

(Where them at?)
palmdale
(It over 'til the fat man sings)

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