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 rocked and that's just where the shit stops

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

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

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

Darryl Mack packin mine, with my nine
on the wall, that's what the cop said
"Everyone complied, except Dread", he said
"Blood cleat boi me nah deal 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., take ass down the block"
If it happened to him, it happen 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 steal and dealin' away
I got the feelin' the will never ever pay
'Cause on the street, you're in the fast lane
You go to jail or get a in your brain

People laugh and at a stick-up
A man in a rut, shakin' a big cup
pass his ass and say, "Tough luck"
To waste for a dime is cold fucked up

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

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

I remember the there was a jam in [unverified], the music
No [unverified] till after dark that's when the shit starts
(Brother from The Ave, this and 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 where the 40 dogs spark
The crowd crowds around like they Noah's Ark
The young, hung, and on a swing

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

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