Luyện nghe bài hát The Ave

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

I see some niggas I used to go to school
(Back at Gal)
They at me like my face is full of bear shit
They don't say whats up to a young loc
Just put they hands on they guns inside coats
But I'm thinkin' to I ain't fearin' ya
I remember when ate in the cafeteria
Huh, but those are rested
I get a dime bag of ses, get my change and steppin'
To the store for some
Every store on my corner is owned by an
But like a bucket I say fuck it I'm
Grab my dick, spit my shit and keep
some nigga's don't like me, but I don't 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 wit' me nigga then ya
Then hit back to the set, roll a seven and
Hit the game and then... jet
Them police find me
Because I stand on the all day and smoke gunji
And I don't about jail hoe
I just weights let my hair and my nails grow
up on the fags, I did a calendar
Now I'm sicker on the Ave.

Some say they sucka free
Now why the you motherfuckers keep fucking with me
I love like a motherfucker
But I'll be if a fool get me sprung like a clucker
I'm not a motherfuckin
You want your ate baby
find a nigga that's a (lick lick lick)
And eat your ass up
And while he eatin you I'm on the set big bucks
'cause there's money out on the (on the Flav.)
And if I didn't have the
then the Dog nigga eat
So dont act dumb
You got your mommy and your
and a for an income

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