Luyện nghe bài hát The Ave

I used to laugh I see dope fiends get beat
Bleedin' all out they head in the of the street
Shit, ball fights go on in the park
And like vampires niggas come out in the
Freaks sell for material shit
On the side gold-diggin' for some part-time
O.G. nigga's turn alcoholics
you think about it fool "Nigga I can't call it"
Little run around wit' a nose full of buggers
Well my nigga's on the block that rocked up sugar
they gat everytime a fool pass
Quick to put up in a nigga's ass
We say fuck school, we say grades
We get paid and snort cocaine on the Ave.

I see some I used to go to school with
(Back at Gal)
They look at me like my is full of bear shit
They don't even say whats up to a loc
Just put they hands on they guns inside they
But I'm thinkin' to I ain't fearin' ya
I remember back ate in the cafeteria
Huh, but those are rested
I get a dime bag of ses, get my and keep steppin'
To the for some zig-zags
Every store on my corner is by an Arab
But like a bucket I say fuck it I'm
Grab my dick, my shit and keep rhymin'
'cause some nigga's don't like me, but I care
They put they plex on they chest act sick and try to me
Yo, but I don't want to ya
I rather take you on tour me nigga then lose ya
Then hit back to the set, a seven and eleven
Hit the game and then... jet
Them police wanna me
I stand on the corner all day and smoke gunji
And I don't about jail hoe
I just lift weights let my hair and my grow
Beat up on the fags, I did a
Now I'm sicker on the Ave.

Some niggas say they sucka
Now why the fuck you motherfuckers fucking with me
I love pussy a motherfucker
But I'll be damned if a fool get me sprung a clucker
I'm not a motherfuckin
You want your pussy ate
find a nigga a cannibal (lick lick lick)
And eat your ass up
And he eatin you I'm on the set making big bucks
'cause money out on the streets (on the Flav.)
And if I didn't have the
then the Dog nigga eat
So baby dont act
You got your and your daddy
and a nigga for an

And my on the block, got one income
that's from breakin down to rocks
But we all born to be dead
Why you wanna wear a when nigga's get shot in the head
But a won't work though
Ya get a in your ass and watch your dick blow up
'cause niggas just multiply
But now real nigga's just die
Put a bullet in a nigga's ass laugh jet
Real smoke buddha hoe
cross a muthafucka then giggle at his funeral
I snort with the hard heads
Outta I sale to make mail from the damn feds
Now I'm to get high
Hit Kentucky for chicken then the store for a St. Ide's
Dre Dog creeps
Me be wit' hella muthafuckas ah no
I don't worry bout' shit
I'm a pit and pitbulls ain't to be fucked
So I'm back on the block, caine doin' thangs
them young locs just jock
And white folks can't
Give up your and your bags
or getcha ass on the Ave