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 which led to expression and thought
and Hill, I used to bus kill with snap and skill

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

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

Not by capping a and dissing tags for attention
world-wide aerosolic expression
So focus the mind, hit some surface and stop
Pocket full of Fatcaps, so what's up and you at

Graffin' up in L.A., you act stupid and play
Striking up in the wrong could mean your last day
Most every set has a and every block has a mad set
With evil fools who love to see blood-hit pavement

L.A. area hip-hop under of existing
B-Boy culture in violence, peace as is drifting
So afraid to be a real gangster
Get on some roots and get that mission together

Graffiti writer ghetto provider
Fascist don't want me to exist
media hype
Stereo-type you try to make me look like the one with the gat and

Lies after lies, classist and mythical
But even Suburbia child is down with cultural
Fears got three strikes, gets all the love I got
Under the influence of the hardcore that be stopped