Luyện nghe bài hát Safe + Sound

Static, Quik, not a gangster, we're not static

Some believe in love and some in friends
But, niggaz, me believe in making ends
'Cause even when bitch wants to trick around
You the money's got you safe and sound

Now I'm to take it back to '84, when I was fourteen
Kickin' back in the trees, West Side, if you
And, four-thirty-six, Spruce was the spot
me, Wayne, Mike, Shot, Nookie, Slug and Rock

Donzelly, if ya with me, than let that shit,
If head ain't spinning from dippin' all them sticks
'Cause way back in the day used love a wet baggie
Screaming, HORALE, ESE, them laces on a caddy

And you couldn't deny a hit from Buddah, Tye
Going round and round the driveway, now it's my way
And I'm out at a young age
And the whole spruce street was my

Peep, now back I was in the eighth grade, steady
But niggaz, my age was paid, already
Yeah, like nigga, Zam or even young, Blue
They made they million by the age of, twenty-two

Like, Dan from block, him and little Motor
James Piru Street, with them boulders
Rest in peace, Noopy, he didn't have to brag
to the tenth grade in a Fint, '0' rag

Well, goddamn, how can I be
I ask my sister, Jack for some and she told me, look around
Nigga, they don't sell dope, it itself
they kick back and just collect the wealth

And now I'm thinking, ain't fly, about these dirty ass, khakis
T-shirt dingy, tackie
This could be a way to flip that little, funky, dollars, that I earned
Right then, is when I learned

believe in Jesus, some believe in Allah
But niggaz like me, believe in dollars
even when, yo, niggaz, wanna be untrue
You the money's still good to you

Yes, yes
Some in love and some believe in friends
But like me, believe in making ends
even when, yo, bitch wants to trick around
You know the got you safe and sound

Peep, I gets a dub on the and fifteenth, for a fact
So, of spending it up, I gave my money to Jack
Now she jump in the and said, "I'll be right back"
When she came in, she put me down with a plastic

I turned my forty into eighty and was my profit
I'm my rocks in the house and not in my pocket
Sister, Jackie in the with some boiling water, baking soda
powder, baby bottles, making more boulders

Checking a fat grip, rocks to tricks
Donzelly, dippin' sticks, and bought 'em a six
And five-hundred, block, peach, thangs, ya see
gallon after gallon and key after key

I'm telling you, I done, it all
From, niggaz, hitting the Sherman and the out on the wall
From cluckers, wanting a hit so bad, they let panties fall
Teeth rotten, hair and whole checks, get blown

But then, I'm still breaking pebbles like Bam Bam
them, splitting rocks, to the 'em, tic-toc
I went wearing khakis to Sergio Teccini
While my is disappearing like the great Houdini

I a gang of clothes, all of my equipment
And getting new with each and every shipment
Money gets and money gets spent
And how these jealous niggaz acting, only makes it that

Some believe in Jesus, some in Allah
But like me, believe in making dollars
'Cause even when, yo, niggaz, be untrue
You know the still good to you

Yes, yes
Some believe in and some believe in friends
But niggaz me, believe in making ends
'Cause even when, yo, bitch to trick around
You know the got you safe and sound

Check, now in 1981, away to L.A.
My niggaz, playa, Ham and Gina gave me a to stay
On my way up from bottom rock, bitches, to jock
'Cause my hair is getting longer and games, getting

To pull my own weight, I and got me a job
But by then, Ham and Gina really started to
About weather, I go or stay
She told him either he goes or you go, we was on our way

So, he and took me with him on, two-thousand-one, Browning
Clowning playas, all around me, just astounding
My nigga, pimpin, got staring with that hair an
up and down the street in that, rag seven with Darren

Shaby, feathered, as he swerved
In the 'E l Co-P, 6, park away the curve
Big jam, L.A Mike, Darryl, on the bike
That Top Big Shane, and Tweed rolling up the weed

And hoes, come and go in and out
Revolving door, leaving with some, nut in they
I'm making a living of pimpin' so you fools can't
'Cause even though, I love God, I love my grip

Some believe in Jesus, some believe in
But niggaz like me, believe in making
'Cause when, yo, niggaz, wanna be untrue
You the money's still good to you

Yes, yes
Some in love and some believe in friends
But like me, believe in making ends
even when, yo, bitch wants to trick around
You know the money's got you safe and

Ooh, yeah, safe and sound,
Safe and sound, baby, ooh,
and sound yeah, safe and sound

Gotta let you know, gotta let you
let you know, Compton's in the house