Luyện nghe bài hát Penitentiary Flow

we go
Say this is flow from the penitentiary
SP on lock from the greed and
I'ma pay back soon, don't cry
Stay strong no matter what, if I die
I hold it down, and still got more than Christmas
I'ma try to freestyle for about minutes
In the days as a youngster at the Quick
It was me, Pity Pat and his younger Black
Tio, Crooked, Pluck, Carrie,
Lil' Anthony, Craig, and my Abrae
Berry cars and Raymond started smokin'
raided houses like they playin' for Oakland
Jump out tryin' to catch Mr. Coy
Cause I got bricks in the wall than Pink Floyd
We up to drug dealers, growing up fast
I lost an ounce the sink cause I use the wrong glass
Fuck pickle and mayonnaise too
I a pyrex at the U of H school
I acted like a student, they to make me prove it
in college, son are you stupid?
Stupid is what stupid does, then all just looked at us
Finally they sold them to me, I went and cooked it up
Rockafella a I could just go on for eva
Make you sound than a muthafuckin' golfer sweater
Spray that bam on my
Like spray perfume on a letter
SPM as ever, c'mon yall all together
Cali to Harlingen, theres no need for arguing
I'm the hardest on this mic, they know what is happenin'
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