Luyện nghe bài hát Southside Story (Correct)

Yea! Yea yea
I learn from mistakes
Like who's my men and not
Like who's gon run but not
Like who's gonna if you shot?
Who gone hold own who's not
Who's gone spots?

In the streets of New York you can't trust
Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 shoty
Lloyalty comes free smokin' is my hobby
You wanna rob me, you gotta leave wit a body

In the streets of New York you trust nobody
Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 guage
Lloyalty comes free smokin' is my hobby
You rob me, you gotta leave here wit a body

When I was 10 old I seen a nigga take 3 in the head
Probably around the time he used to pee in the bed
I stayed 'cuz my nightmares of seeing him dead
The smell of tire peelin' after leaving him lead
The killer fled wit a fuckin'
My heart pumpin on I just stared at him slumped in the grass
Arms moving shaking spitting up blood
DNA in the mud another ditch to be dug
There I stiffer than wood
See use to buy me candy

Now gone whose provide his family
My ear ringing should have runnin'
I never I could be that sick
Damn! I was to see that shit
when I thought it was more than 3 shots
He could have aiming for me
Maybe he circled the block
I turn around to my pops, he like what
This nigga up and started clappin'
I can hear 'em laughin'

In the streets of New York you trust nobody
Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 shoty
Lloyalty comes free weed is my hobby
You wanna rob me, you leave here wit a body

In the streets of New York you can't nobody
Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 guage
Lloyalty comes free weed is my hobby
You wanna rob me, you gotta leave wit a body

It was a day in Southside
kids running all of a sudden
Heads somebody did somethin'
This nigga I forgot
Fuck it, he lived the block
getting money nigga
But love to a lot
Walked the park stuntin' frontin'
Diamond in his diamond watch on
a bag of popcorn

Walked up behind this grabbin' her waist
She him away, so he threw the bag in her face
She felt disrespected, shorty except it
Called him a pussy, told him she be back in a
He didn'tpay her no mind called her bitch about 4
Stayed in the wit no niggas wit him and no nine
in no time older nigga
From behind swung a bat
Left his face all cracked him take all that
Hit him again popped his wit a frown
And left the clown wit a stain on the

In the streets of New York you can't trust
Niggas run up on you wit a 12 guage shoty
Lloyalty comes free weed is my hobby
You wanna rob me, you leave here wit a body

In the of New York you can't trust nobody
Niggas will run up on you wit a 12 shoty
Lloyalty comes free weed is my hobby
You wanna rob me, you gotta leave wit a body

And all my days go by blowin' that sticky
California me picky chicken heads tryin' to stick me wit a hicky
If we go up quickly me
Somewhere tipsy the don't matter
I'm Southsidin' they hit me
I'd be dead if looks can
I'm from the ghetto

But I know scarface
Or bushwick
My heart spills for the
That ain't got
gotta steal and
For my cousin I
Slumpt over the wheel

In the of New York you can't trust nobody
Niggas run up on you wit a 12 guage shoty
Lloyalty free smokin' weed is my hobby
You wanna rob me, you gotta leave wit a body

In the streets of New you can't trust nobody
will run up on you wit a 12 guage shoty
Lloyalty free smokin' weed is my hobby
You wanna rob me, you leave here wit a body