Luyện nghe bài hát Queens

He he heh, hey yo

There's a place I know where the go
they rob you for your dough and shit on the low
In Southside, Queens, Queens if you say the ave
People know the path
You don't to do the math in Southside Queens, Queens

I knew nigga named Donovan
Astonishin' the way he used to the pill God
(Word?)
Let me speak the way he used to dribble off his knees
And in the middle at the same time guzzlin' a

a puzzle or a riddle, discoverin' his path to the hoop
Scoop, shot, tipped up the backboard,
Son got hops, never knew he grew it
Cool nigga, when it to school he blew it

A scholar in niggarisms and metropolitans
Get taller and yo Donovan hey around the block
Youngest of three sons, fuckin' coupons and refunds
food stamps, and still he was a

Time to get loot for boots and now
hoops gotta impress the chicks now
His said, "Donovan why are you
On the of Linden and Guy R. Brewer"

He said, "Momma listen close I'ma you one time
You're killin' my high, I got a nine
All I be is puttin' in work
So you can get a new dress for church

I the devil lurks outside, man it's cold
But I don't wanna get slow, and grow old
poppa plus I'm on parole I gotta
Get paid off the streets, to make ends

the back of her hand, she smacked him in the face
Walked out of the crib-piece, with no taste
That night, rockin' Nikes, Mike'n'Ikes
with a dyke on a bike too small

Thinkin', this time, next year, be able to, oh
Shit from the streets, niggaz approach slow
Well, get the metal out, too late, the guns
In the melee they wet him like Sun splash

Sun dashed with the quickness, back the ride
With a on his face, the picture of pride
Blood from his mouth, now I'm at his side
Kneelin' over Donovan's before he died

flutterin' up and down in his head
And with his last breath is what he said
He said, "Why, why?"
I closed his eyes

There's a place I where the people go
Where you can cash and chill on the low
In Southside Queens, Queens, if you say the ave
People automatically the path
You have to do the math in Southside Queens, Queens

And if you got a glock, you could shots
Like [unverified], the block be hot
In what we talkin' Queens, Queens

Uh, on uh, come on, uh uh
I know people go
Where you can cash dough and on the low