Luyện nghe bài hát Practice Looking Hard

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

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

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

2]
Take yo face off partner why ya muggin' me
Fools say shit, I can't help that in me
automatic cause what's mine ain't even took
It's my mad at the look
I said I ya man, sometimes I catch myself too
Mean muggin' folks did no harm to me or my crew
But now it shouldn't have to be way
Fools say, I don't care what say
The man got me this way
I'm fresh out the pen and out the for years
Been out all kinds of applications to make a grip
But I don't know nothin' about no computer

It that to make a J-O-B in the 93
But a J-O-B in 93 consists of rarely
like the oil refinery
I'd rather work in at the winery
And then ya why I'm stubborn
lookin' hard, I been scarred

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

3]
Can't tell me shit, I from a broken up home
Every since I was a youth I thought I was grown
Meet me after school and we can get it on
Ya talked about my mammy now I'm goin' ya dome
I got a complex problem, my stay up
I'm always on the offense side, test my nuts
I'm not a nor a Larry but I'm scary
Scared that I might lose it and you with my piece berry
I deep into my shit and straight like that
I be quick to clobber a with my Flintstone bat
Nobody likes me on my father's of the family
They can't me cause they think that 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 like I to
Got me a baggy full of and a crooked eye 22
I feel crafty, I mean that but I feel

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

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