Luyện nghe bài hát Practice Looking Hard

1]
Bloody murder, crime, drugs, smokin'
Man I remember when it used to be to leave ya screen door

And let the and the flies sneak in
Look mama and them whistle
So I'ma play football with my friends
I guess them times is gone cause a wishbone
I wish I had em' back of watchin' brothers fiz-all
Catch em' out on track, bar, street, boulevards
Sweet avenues dead ends, neighborhoods with antens
Whatever happened to the of Little League
Pop Warner and Boy Scouts, the Old Singing Boys
Voodoo to go to not thinkin'
Too busy smokin' weed, sellin' and drinkin'
I we're livin' in the last days
Cause in the last days the speaksof AIDS
Plagues, killin' brothers, earthquakes
tryin' to earn stripes as a work face
I'll be a sucker if I don't pull ya ho
I used to be but now I'm hard
F**kin' nigga, I lookin' hard

I got a mirror in my pocket and I practice hard
Mirror, mirror make the
the hardest of them all
I got a mirror in my pocket and I practice lookin'
Right I go to bed
I make sure that my mirror's

2]
Take yo face off partner why ya muggin' me
Fools say shit, I help that shit's in me
It's automatic cause mine ain't even took
my mad at the world look
I said I feel ya man, sometimes I catch too
muggin' folks that did no harm to me or my crew
But now it shouldn't to be this way
Fools say, I care what nobody say
The other man got me way
I'm fresh out the pen and out the for years
Been fillin' out all kinds of applications to a grip
But I don't know nothin' about no computer

It takes that to make a in the 93
But a J-O-B in 93 consists of paper
Jobs the oil refinery
I'd work in Napa at the winery
And then ya why I'm stubborn
Forever lookin' hard, I scarred

I got a mirror in my pocket and I lookin' hard
Right I go to bed
I make sure that my mirror's
I got a mirror in my pocket and I lookin' hard
Mirror, mirror make the
Who's the hardest of all

3]
Can't tell me shit, I come a broken up home
Every since I was a youth I thought I was grown
Meet me school nigga and we can get it on
Ya about my mammy now I'm goin' upside ya dome
I got a complex problem, my guard up
I'm always on the offense side, test my nuts
I'm not a Charles nor a Larry but I'm
Scared I might lose it and chop you with my piece berry
I deep into my shit and it's like that
I be quick to clobber a with my Flintstone bat
Nobody likes me on my father's side of the
They can't stand me cause they think I'm sellin' that candy
I kid you not, all to the side
I got 20, 000 niggas in my
Now which one of y'all niggas down to
I gets juiced off the underground
You know that Click shit, that shit
It makes me feel I want to
Got me a baggy full of and a crooked eye 22
I feel crafty, I mean that but I great

I got a mirror in my pocket and I practice hard
before I go to bed
I make that my mirror's there
I got a mirror in my pocket and I lookin' hard
Mirror, make the call
Who's the hardest of all

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