Luyện nghe bài hát The Ave.

These are the words that I wrote so I that ya don't man
I'll joke about the coke that you're smokin'
Understand you're up, fuckin' up the block
Got shot rocked and that's just where the shit

the meaning of this? I must be dreaming
Everybody's [unverified] when I see men
For a rhyme or or a dime of coke
I rhyme when I'm crying broke

Many, many, many records laws, broke jaws
A few months ago I had to pause during time, me and my man
Was on the corner with a quart in our hands
A beef broke out, at Soul spot

It was Baby Pop, someone got shot
I seen him drop then came the cops
"Nobody run, stop", I wanted to run
I was carryin' my gun

Darryl Mack packin mine, with my nine
Everyone on the wall, that's what the cop
"Everyone complied, Bald Dread", he said
"Blood cleat boi me nah hafa wit' dat
Yo, I'm a superstar for de dem call I'm Darryl Mack"

I turned and said, "Word up cop!"
He said, "D.M.C., take your ass the block"
If it to him, it could happen to you
that's what's happenin' on The Avenue
I, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, na, na, na, na, na, The Ave

Now on The Ave, what people steal and they dealin'
I got the feelin' the illin' will ever pay
'Cause on the street, you're in the fast lane
You go to jail or get a bullet in brain

laugh and smile at a stick-up
A young man in a rut, a big cup
People his ass and say, "Tough luck"
To time for a dime is cold fucked up

A shot in the air, not rare
A fell to the ground, nobody cares
You ask why, the cry, a man laugh
Nobody give a damn, that's how they on The Ave, uh

Away from The Ave, they have what's called the
world of girls that crawl the backseats
Systems that are kickin', many black beats
(This and that on [unverified] street)

I remember the time was a jam in [unverified], the music
No [unverified] till after dark that's when the starts happening
(Brother from The Ave, and that again)
move in the back and a quarter in the jar

Find the rules by the basketball court in the
And the [unverified] by the bench where the 40 dogs
The crowd crowds around like they Noah's Ark
The young, hung, and swung on a

Glidin' and slidin' and ride the a ling
I see a kid by the see, so he saw
(Near the bars, funky cars we adore)
I'm throwin' fate to the [unverified]

(And my man from got wicked for sure)
Do me a favor you roll with your crew
You gotta out, check out, The Avenue