Luyện nghe bài hát Pocket Full of Fatcaps

Twelve was the age that set me off with the style
While zapp bumping, gang banging was hype the juvenile
Graff grabbed my mind which led to expression and
Seventh and Hill, I used to bus kill with snap and

bus passes with all city access
Insides and outsides up was a must
Paying much from the Valle to Los
One-Times is on the sweat and jacking for piece-books

Pocket full of Fatcaps, so what's up and you at
Tag-banging toys hit me up like what you ese
But I'm not beef just the burners and sketches
And respect is gained the flavor of you phlexin'

Not by capping a piece and tags for attention
Serious world-wide aerosolic
So the mind, hit some surface and stop trippin'
Pocket full of Fatcaps, so up and where you at

up in L.A., you can't act stupid and play
Striking up in the wrong hood could mean your day
Most set has a block and every block has a mad set
With sick evil fools who to see blood-hit pavement

L.A. hip-hop under threats of existing
B-Boy culture in violence, peace as purpose is
So tag-banger afraid to be a real
Get schooled on some and get that mission together

Graffiti writer culture provider
Fascist activist don't me to exist
Propagated hype
Stereo-type you try to make me like the one with the gat and knife

after lies, classist racist and mythical
But even Suburbia child is down ghetto cultural
got three strikes, Skate gets all the love I got
Under the of the hardcore that can't be stopped