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, don't cry
Stay strong no what, even if I die
I hold it down, and got more trees than Christmas
I'ma try to freestyle for about minutes
In the days as a youngster at the Snap
It was me, Pity Pat and his younger Black
Tio, Crooked, Pluck, Carrie,
Anthony, Craig, and my nigga Abrae
Berry stealing cars and started smokin'
raided houses like they playin' for Oakland
Jump out boys tryin' to Mr. Coy
Cause I got more bricks in the wall than Floyd
We looked up to dealers, growing up fast
I an ounce down the sink cause I use the wrong glass
Fuck jars and mayonnaise too
I a pyrex at the U of H school
I acted like a student, they tried to make me 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 than a muthafuckin' sweater
Spray that bam on my
girls spray perfume 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 they what is happenin'
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