Luyện nghe bài hát Palmdale

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

Had a ball to bounce a bike to ride
But my mamma never let me play outside
But when I got enrolled in school
Started like a fucking fool

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

Financially, we
2 later, son, we movin'
No more duckin' shotgun shells
Bought a two-story house in east
it to me now

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

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

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

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

I can't jump, I flinch
Superstar player, ridin' the
Graduate from school don't make me
I got an F plus in math, give 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 white man's
So I bought me some and a geri curl
I I couldn't make it to the NFL
I went to east palmdale and started yeyo

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

I drunk whiskey and Bacardi, I dope to anybody
Me and my homies dubs and dimes
Took turns bustin' rhymes to pass the time

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

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

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

Them pecker woods don't none
But the straight own one
Them essays, catorces, treces 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 scared to jump in

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

is hell, but I'll adapt, won't hesitate 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, 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 house
Turn on the TV then I see homeboys that went to school with me
Playin' in the NFL we used to kick in east palmdale

Rodney Williams, tate
Zeno plays for Colorado
I wish my homeboys much
But at the same time, I get depressed

Walkin' through the with a cup full 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 you and I love you, baby)

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

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

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

(Yeah)
Come to me
(Hey, all the homeboys on the 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 know how we to do it, man hey, hey, hey)

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 to go back 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, what do we
(Yeyo)
Yo, where we to go?
(We fittin' to go to jail)

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

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

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