Luyện nghe bài hát The Ave.

These are the words that I wrote so I that ya don't man
I'll never joke the coke that you're smokin'
Understand you're fuckin' up, up the block
Got shot rocked and that's just where the stops

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

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

It was Baby Pop, someone got shot
I seen him drop then came the sayin'
"Nobody run, everybody stop", I to run
'Cause I was my gun

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

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

Now on The Ave, what people and they dealin' away
I got the feelin' the illin' never ever pay
'Cause on the street, you're never in the lane
You go to or get a bullet in your brain

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

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

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

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

Find the rules by the court in the park
And the by the bench where the 40 dogs spark
The crowd around like they found Noah's Ark
The young, hung, and swung on a

Glidin' and and ride the ding 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 gate

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