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 leave Aftermath, Dre said I was too
That was five years ago, how fast it go
Destroyin' Interscope, shot myself like
But that, blaze one, where the matches yo?
Hit the freeway and see how the Aston go
Roll the window down, clip off the so
You can see all my diamonds and how much I blow
How many bitches I fuck, how many I drive
How many goons I got, 'em and they all outside
Niggas try to shut me up Malcom
But in the window caine smoking was the outcome
Sometimes I get a little stressed and pop a
Hit late night and knock down a stallion
So niggas twice about my medallion or
You'll Cuba Gooding yelling "Ricky! "
My nostalgia is one hundred percent and zero percent snitch
Park a Bentley and the Phantom on while I use the bitch
Made the fitted more famous than Griffey did
And just to think, several 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 the cops took my weed and my choppers
They want me to sing, Sinatra, I told the detective
Get clear like Belvedere vodka
Them five shots created a
Hell's comin' straight out of Compton
I Boyz in the Hood, Morris Chestnut was a actor
2Pac was the life "Ricky! "
Then they shot the nigga that shot him, I swear to God
If I'm lying then Compton is New and I'm Rakim
I'm from niggas get murdered over stock rims
And punched in the jaw just for a cocked
mama let the cops in, we ain't got no options
Wanted to be a boxer, but I was in
Then my grandmother went up for auction
And that's what tipped [?], I'm goin' back to buy the block
Too many niggas locked in, dig up Cochran and defend all my
With they under stockings, rather face God then 25 with no options
If ain't the murder capital, we in the top ten
Drive by our face painted, like a clown
a tre-pound, forty shells bouncin' off the ground
This how my living sound, when my brother got shot down...

from Boyz in the Hood: Crying