Luyện nghe bài hát Slow Songs

They talk they wanna cut crime down,
I do positive and they fly down,
I'm off, so I lie down,
Grab a spliff, a pen, and I wind down.
Mad poverty.
Native Americans cant get so they buy brown,
Buy light, round,
Tryna hustle on the streets to get the pound.
A youfs getting knifed down,
Cos nigger got and brought a knife round,
They don't care about a sign said put the down,
little niggers gonna get the knives now,
Rinse off the ting and put a down,
Think of the shit we our lives round.
That's why i understand all the fight down.

When the shadows in the sun grow long...we to a slow, slow song.

I used to roll strapped up a glock,
Runnin rinsing at the back of a block,
Used to shot cats whole of rock,
Now I make music, they plannin to block.
Fuck lil faggoty cops,
I came a long way a raggody top,
Old reboks, and my on,
Now everything drops I get my on.
The whole industry mad at me songs,
they dont like me the way I'm carrying on,
a mad journey,
These fucker dont know where I'm from.
Tryna my buzz lighter,
get to me lockin down my blud kyzer,
Smoke weed while on a budweizer.

When the shadows in the sun long...we listen to a slow, slow song.

just a phase we know,
That glow,
Coming off the road,
But I'm like Amir Khan, I calm,
All that charm,
But I clip ear ole' raw,
Keep score of I got,
In the with the socks,
Feeling ever than a lot,
I to score shottins at the squats,
Fuck it, duck it in the seat,
all my currency and my luck, you see,
Am i blind
sometimes,
Mixing wine with wine,
Late nights on the like,
With types,
Chitter with the latter,
bye.
right.
Let's tight.

When the in the sun grow long...we listen to a slow, slow song.