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, of a giant
Had to Aftermath, Dre said I was too defiant
That was years ago, look how fast it go
Destroyin' Interscope, shot myself Plaxico
But that, blaze one, where the matches yo?
Hit the and see how fast the Aston go
Roll the down, clip off the ashes so
You can see all my diamonds and how cash I blow
How many bitches I fuck, how cars I drive
How many goons I got, count 'em and they all
Niggas try to shut me up like
But in the window caine smoking was the outcome
Sometimes I get a little stressed and pop a
Hit Hollywood late night and down a stallion
So niggas think twice my medallion or
You'll hear Cuba yelling "Ricky! "
My is one hundred percent Compton and zero percent snitch
Park a Bentley and the Phantom on blocks while I use the
Made the Cincinnati fitted more famous than did
And just to think, several years ago they to split his wig
Two to the chest, his heart, one hit his rib
I blacked 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 want me to sing, like Sinatra, I the detective
Get clear like Belvedere vodka
Them five created a monster
Hell's Kitchen comin' out of Compton
I Boyz in the Hood, Morris Chestnut was a actor
2Pac was the real "Ricky! "
Then they shot down the nigga that shot him, I to God
If I'm lying then Compton is New York and I'm
I'm where niggas get murdered 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
Then my grandmother house went up for
And what tipped [?], I'm goin' back to buy the block then
Too many niggas in, dig up Cochran and defend all my niggas
With they faith under stockings, rather face God then 25 no options
If ain't the murder capital, we in the top ten
Drive by our face painted, like a clown
With a tre-pound, forty shells bouncin' off the
This how my room sound, when my brother got shot down...

from Boyz in the Hood: Crying