Luyện nghe bài hát Penitentiary Flow

we go
Say this is freestyle from the penitentiary
SP on from the greed and jealousy
I'ma pay back soon, momma cry
Stay strong no what, even if I die
I hold it down, and still got trees than Christmas
I'ma try to freestyle for 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 Abrae
Berry stealing cars and started smokin'
Five-O's raided houses like they for Oakland
Jump out tryin' to catch Mr. Coy
Cause I got more bricks in the wall than Floyd
We looked up to drug dealers, up fast
I lost an 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, they tried to make me it
Mexicans in college, son are you
Stupid is what does, then they all just looked at us
Finally they sold to me, I went home and cooked it up
Rockafella a cappella I just go on for eva
Make you sound softer than a muthafuckin' golfer
that bam on my leather
Like girls spray perfume on a
SPM hard as ever, c'mon yall all
Cali back to Harlingen, theres no need for
I'm the hardest on mic, ma'an they know what is happenin'
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