Luyện nghe bài hát Palmdale

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

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

So cool up gang signs to the gangster beat
an enemy from across 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 duckin' from shells
Bought a two-story house in palmdale
it to me now

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

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

I wearin' blue, wasn't trippin' on red
Too busy squabbin' the skinheads
Stupid questions, the class
Rubbin' little white on the ass

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

I jump, I can't flinch
player, ridin' the bench
Graduate from school make me laugh
I got an F plus in basic math, it to me now

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

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

Fo' sho' I was makin' crazy
Shoulda dropped 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 dubs and dimes
Took bustin' rhymes just to pass the time

A white man drove up to my
He said, "Hey, homeboy, you got?"
I put a fat rock inside his
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, check it out, it out)

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

Them pecker woods don't none
But the Mexicans 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 cholo in his chin
Black muthafucking to jump in

Sheriff broke it up we hit the floor
I kept talkin' 'cause I want some 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 hesitate to get in a
'Cause I'm down for mine, and that's for
Sittin' in the hole with my 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 short to pay the note
Turn on the TV then I see different homeboys that went to with me
Playin' in the NFL we used to back in east palmdale

Rodney Williams, Lorenz
plays for Colorado state
I wish my homeboys success
But at the same time, I 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 my heartache began, heartache 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 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, come to me
(Hey you how we used 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, 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, 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 fittin' to go to jail)

Dale, palmdale
(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 them at?)
palmdale
(It ain't 'til the fat man sings)

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