Luyện nghe bài hát The Ave.

These are the words that I wrote so I hope that ya man
I'll joke about the coke that you're smokin'
Understand you're up, fuckin' up the block
Got rocked and that's just where the shit stops

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

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

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

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

I around and said, "Word up cop!"
He said, "D.M.C., take your ass the block"
If it to him, it could 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 they away
I got the feelin' the illin' will never pay
on the street, you're never in the fast lane
You go to jail or get a bullet in your

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

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

from The Ave, they have what's called the backstreet's
Another world of girls crawl the backseats
Systems that are kickin', sinkin' 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)
Body move in the and a quarter in the jar

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

Glidin' and slidin' and 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 Japan got for sure)
Do me a favor when you roll your crew
You gotta check out, out, The Avenue