Luyện nghe bài hát Safe + Sound

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

Some believe in and some believe in friends
But, niggaz, like me believe in ends
'Cause even when your 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 Spruce was the
With me, Wayne, Mike, Shot, Nookie, Slug and

Donzelly, if ya with me, let that shit, kick
If your head spinning from 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 and round the driveway, now it's coming my way
And I'm zoned out at a age
And the spruce street was my stage

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

Like, Dan from Cedar block, him and little
from Piru Street, with them boulders
Rest in peace, little Noopy, he have to brag
Rollin' to the tenth in a Fint, '0' rag

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So, he moved and took me him on, two-thousand-one, Browning
Clowning playas, all around me, just 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, park away from the
Big jam, L.A Mike, Darryl, Nicki on the
That nigga Top Big Shane, and Tweed up the weed

And hoes, just and go in and out
Revolving door, leaving with some, nut in mouth
I'm making a living of pimpin' so you fools trip
'Cause even though, I God, I also love my grip

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

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

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

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