Luyện nghe bài hát Penitentiary Flow

we go
Say is freestyle flow from the penitentiary
SP on lock from the greed and
I'ma pay back soon, momma cry
strong no matter what, even if I die
I hold it down, and still got more than Christmas
try to freestyle for about ninety-three minutes
In the days as a youngster at the Snap
It was me, Pity Pat and his younger bother
Tio, Crooked, Pluck, Carrie,
Lil' Anthony, Craig, and my nigga
Berry stealing cars and started smokin'
Five-O's raided houses like playin' for Oakland
out boys tryin' to catch Mr. Coy
Cause I got bricks in the wall than Pink Floyd
We looked up to drug dealers, up fast
I an ounce down the sink cause I use the wrong glass
Fuck jars and mayonnaise too
I bought a at the U of H school
I acted like a student, tried to make me prove it
Mexicans in college, son are you
Stupid is what stupid does, they all just looked at us
Finally they sold to me, I went home and cooked it up
Rockafella a I could just go on for eva
Make you sound softer a muthafuckin' golfer sweater
Spray bam on my leather
Like girls spray on a letter
SPM hard as ever, yall all together
back to Harlingen, theres no need for arguing
I'm the hardest on this mic, ma'an know what is happenin'
uh