Luyện nghe bài hát Silhouettes

(oohs at beginning)

Yo, Blowin on a sack of flight, building up my
See my homies eatin and I be "Can I have a bite?"
Last I had a fight, after that I grabbed the mic
When the club closed I home on my granny's bike
People was laughin "look he just ran the light"
I just kept pedalin, I didn't get mad or
that rock and the pipe, G 'til my afterlife
Let me get on stage, bet I say the thatcha like
Higher than a dragonfly, I'ma make or die
Been a pimp since that group that I was in Gladys Knight
Mostly I be packin nines, have you dandelions
Come short with my cash you be dancin like is Time
Yeah I'm lost and I'm blind, still I'm gon' mine
Have ya homie leakin cuz he mo' than camel spines
In the hood I vandalize, land of and baggy eyes
Where you can make a killin and don't even to advertise

SPM & Carolyn 2X:]
Silhouettes, crack pipes at night, then ya see the lighter strike
Thug stories of a violent life, smoke once and you try it twice
What the fuck else am I to do? I be rich and buy a zoo
just a candy five or two, and tell my daughter I would die for you

Can't switch neva change nothin for the
You don't have to play me hoe, still make my dough
I sellin albums since '92 and '93
would either call me for a tape or a quota key
For the dream, for the team, can't nobody with Los
Battle me, I'm like "Man at tryta make it close"
M.C. Tortura-rap Sorcera
Ya'll rememba I did it on that song "Warriors"
That was maybe '95 the Most Hated group
All my enemies heard my voice and it made'em
Ever I hit the street, I been on a hittin streak
Straigt from the gutta, would you like to take a peek?
Simple T and Dickie shorts, on da cut wit cold
No to go home, cook it with a blow torch
Old men on da porch watchin boyz go
Life is a prison risk in the midst of slow

SPM & Carolyn 2X:]

Hustle slow or fast, cages for who love the cash
Others in a hole, no one really understands
Trouble lands where it may, death is choosy
If I try to ask 'why' the just confuse me
don't lose me, just tight, I know is gettin deep again
Call me when you need Dope nigga I don't a friend
I been on a since I started cutting people yards
Then I started noticing the rims on people cars
Hope that they sleepin hard I come back tonight
Next ya know I'm stopping hard at a traffic light
Ike, radio was programmed to oldies
Waitin on the green so that i can go please
A/C with breeze, blowin on a Optimo
I could the pedal betta if I had a longa toe
Stop at the Stop'N'Go, I ain't got no gas
So I pump the gas first and holla, "Pay ya buddy!"

[Chorus: SPM & 2X:]
at end]