Luyện nghe bài hát The Ave.

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

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

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

It was crazy Baby Pop, got shot
I seen him drop then the cops sayin'
"Nobody run, everybody stop", I to run
I was carryin' my gun

Darryl Mack mine, strapped with my nine
Everyone on the wall, what the cop said
"Everyone complied, except Dread", he said
"Blood cleat boi me nah hafa deal 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., your ass down the block"
If it happened to him, it happen to you
'Cause that'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 the illin' will never ever pay
'Cause on the street, you're in the fast lane
You go to or get a bullet in your brain

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

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

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

I the time there was a jam in [unverified], the music
No [unverified] till after dark that's when the shit starts
(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 on a swing

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

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