Luyện nghe bài hát Queens

He he heh, hey yo

There's a place I know where the go
Where 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 have to do the math in Queens, Queens

I knew this nigga Donovan
the way he used to handle 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

Like a puzzle or a riddle, discoverin' his path to the
Scoop, shot, up the backboard, oops
Son got hops, never knew he woulda it
Cool nigga, when it came to school he it

A scholar in acute niggarisms and
Get taller and yo hey come around the block
Youngest of three sons, fuckin' with coupons and
stamps, and still he was a champ

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

He said, "Momma close I'ma tell you one time
You're killin' my high, plus I got a
All I be doin' is in work
So you can get a brand new for church

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

With the back of her hand, she smacked him in the
Walked out of the crib-piece, pissed with no
night, rockin' Nikes, eatin' Mike'n'Ikes
Slapboxin' with a dyke on a bike too

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

Sun dashed the quickness, back into the ride
a smile on his face, the picture of pride
Blood comin' from his mouth, now I'm at his
Kneelin' over Donovan's body he died

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

There's a I know where the people go
Where you can dough and chill on the low
In Queens, Queens, where 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
[unverified], when the block be hot
In what we talkin' 'bout Queens,

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