Luyện nghe bài hát Somethin' 2 Relate 2

up man
Back again
you somthing to relate to

I'm back at my pad
Getting it through with my otra ves
It's time to out and get out of this mess
So they don't really my ways
And they don't really a damn about what I say
So I in the carrucha, keep trucha
I'm strolling through the town scraping the ground
Now I'm up the area
staring at me suprised I'm still alive
'cause in the day I got shot homey
Because we let the fly
But that don't I'll lecture you how I almost died
Why did this chump survive, why I'm still alive
Lil' Rob con trunamos 95
Ain't no me now
Rob is on the prowl
Don't ask me how I don't have to explain it
ask me how 'cause it's too complicated
For you uneducated vatos to
You try to creep up but you sleep I'm rolling nine deep
And to you vatos who disrepect me then want from me
You must be stupid, you're acting a dummy with the

L-I-L
B-R-O-W-N
I'm the L-I-L
C-R-O-W-D
L-I-L
C-R-O-W-D
I'm the L-I-L
B-R-O-W-N

Dropping smoothly, oh man

It's Lil' Rob the vato with the Brown on his shoulders
I've never done it, but I've seen more crytal Folgers
I guess you could say got my choice
get messed up or jumped, or I pay on the invoice
People buying up my
Sometimes they're mellow and sometimes loco
through the Eastside, flip it to the B-side
Rolling with my primo, so watch the 63
got my hyna on the side of me
She's on the right of me, and she's looking so fine to me
Hey babe, come a closer
So that Lil' Rob can ya
As I drop a taste for my race
Oh yes, she left the marks of her on my face
Simon we're rolling, rag-top
We're cruising slow, the pulled us over for being too low
never fail to harrass us
Always pulling us never ever will they pass us
I'm living life on the calle so let me it
If you don't my name ese then let me spell it

Hey man, I'm only

Some say "Lil' Rob get out the gang"
But then they say it like if it no thang
But see, if I say I don't claim
They still know my face and they still know my
I see vatos that I hate
But I won't hit them up because I'm to get my life straight
But they to hit me up instead
I'm on their leva, they're the who want me dead
So um, what am I to do?
It's to show these fools
In the crazy man their ain't no rules
And you understand
I'm the same damn thing as any other man
You can call it violence or call in what you will
But even the innocent man will kill
Stay still, as I drop shit
All the gente talking that petho 'cause just can't handle me
I speak about the real, and how I feel
And I still kick with the homeboys from the hood
But to the Man upstairs, I'm to do good

man, you gotta understand
You may call it a thing
But you'd do the same thing
Right, you something to relate to