Luyện nghe bài hát Safe + Sound

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

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

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

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

And you deny a hit from that Buddah, Tye
Going round and round the driveway, now coming my way
And I'm out at a young age
And the whole spruce street was my

Peep, now back then I was in the grade, steady
But niggaz, my age was getting paid,
Yeah, like that nigga, Zam or young, Blue
They made they first million by the age of,

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

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

And now I'm thinking, ain't nothing fly, these dirty ass, khakis
T-shirt dingy, tackie
This could be a way to that little, funky, twenty dollars, that I earned
then, is when I learned that

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

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

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

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

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

I'm you, I done, seen it all
From, niggaz, hitting the Sherman and the pass out on the
From cluckers, a hit so bad, they let there panties fall
Teeth rotten, gone and whole checks, get blown

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

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

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

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

Check, now in 1981, away to L.A.
My niggaz, playa, Ham and gave me a place to stay
On my way up bottom rock, bitches, starting 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 started to squab
About weather, I should go or
She him either he goes or you go, we both was on our way

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

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

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

Some believe in Jesus, some believe in
But niggaz like me, in making 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
'Cause even when, yo, bitch wants to trick
You know the money's got you safe and

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

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