Luyện nghe bài hát Ricky

[Intro: Boyz in the
"Shit! Rick!
man! "

"Ricky! "
"Help me! me! Somebody, help me! "
"Ricky, Ricky! "
"Ricky! "

1:]
Blood of a slave, heart of a
Had to Aftermath, Dre said I was too defiant
That was five years ago, look how it go
Destroyin' Interscope, shot myself Plaxico
But fuck that, blaze one, where the yo?
Hit the and see how fast the Aston go
Roll the window down, clip off the so
You can see all my and how much cash I blow
How many bitches I fuck, how many I drive
How many goons I got, 'em and they all outside
Niggas try to me up like Malcom
But standin' in the caine smoking was the outcome
Sometimes I get a little stressed and pop a
Hit Hollywood late night and knock a stallion
So niggas think twice about my or
You'll Cuba Gooding yelling "Ricky! "
My nostalgia is one hundred percent and zero percent snitch
a Bentley and the Phantom on blocks while I use the bitch
Made the Cincinnati fitted more famous than did
And just to think, years ago they tried to split his wig
Two to the chest, his heart, one hit his rib
Then I out, like a movie, all I could hear...

2:]
Feelin' all fucked up, up to a doctor
All I could think about, was that the took my weed and my choppers
They me to sing, like Sinatra, I told the detective
Get this clear like Belvedere
Them five shots created a
Hell's Kitchen comin' straight out of
I seen Boyz in the Hood, Chestnut was a actor
2Pac was the life "Ricky! "
Then they shot down the nigga that him, I swear to God
If I'm lying then is New York and I'm Rakim
I'm from where niggas get over stock rims
And punched in the jaw just for a brim
Nobody mama let the in, we ain't got no options
Wanted to be a boxer, but I was in
my grandmother house went up for auction
And what tipped [?], I'm goin' back to buy the block then
Too niggas locked in, dig up Cochran and defend all my niggas
With they under stockings, rather face God then 25 with no options
If Compton the murder capital, we in the top ten
by with our face painted, like a clown
With a tre-pound, forty bouncin' off the ground
This how my living sound, when my brother got shot down...

from Boyz in the Hood: Crying