Luyện nghe bài hát Southside Story Pt.2

Yeah, Yeah,

I done learned from like who's my men, and who's not
Like gone run, but who's not
Like who's shoot if you shot
Who gone it and who's not
Who gone change

In the streets of New York, you can't nobody
Niggaz'll run up on you with a shotty
Loyalty free, smokin' weed is my hobby
You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here with a
In the of New York, You can't trust nobody
Niggaz'll run up on you with a shotty
Loyalty comes free, smokin' weed is my
You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here a body

1]
When I was ten years old, I seen a nigga take in the head
Probably around the time he used to pee in the bed
I awake, cause my nightmares was seein' 'em dead
Smelled the burnt tires after leavin' him lead
The fled, with a fuckin' laugh
My pumpin' on blast
I started at him, slumped in the grass
movin', fingers shakin', spittin' up blood
DNA mixed in the mud, another to be dug
I stood, stiffer than wood
See used to buy me candy
Now gone, who gone provide his family?
My earring, shoulda runnin'
I never I'd be that sick
Damn, I wasn't 'posed to see that
That's when I
It was than three shots
He coulda been waitin for me, maybe he circled around the
I turned at my pops, he like "what happened?"
This rolled up and just started clappin'
I can still him laughin'

2]
It was a regular day in South Side, and kids runnin'
All of a sudden, head's turnin', somebody did
This nigga named, I forgot, fuck it, he lived the block
Regular gettin' money nigga, but loved to a lot
across the park, stuntin', frontin'
Diamonds in his ear, diamond on
a bag of popcorn
Walked up behind a shorty, grabbin' her
She pushed him away, so he the bag in her face
She disrespected, shorty couldn't accept it
Called him a pussy, him she'd be back in a second
But he din't pay her no
Called her a about four times
Stayed in the park, wit' no niggaz em and no nine
And them in no time, older from behind
a baseball bat, left his face all crack
him "take all that"
Hit him again, popped his chain wit' a
And left the clown, with a stain on the

3]
All my days go by blowin' sticky, icky
made me picky
Chicken head tried to stick me wit' a
If we, up quickly, stickly, somewhere tipsy
The location don't matter, I'm South Side they hit me
I'll be
If can kill, I'm from the ghetto boys
But I don't know Scarface, I wit' bill
My heart
For the kids that ain't got nothin' ain't got it
And for my, cousin I
Humped the steerin' wheel