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 fuckin' up, up the block
Got shot and that's just where the shit stops

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

Many, many, many records broke laws, broke
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 broke out, at Soul spot

It was crazy Baby Pop, someone got
I seen him drop then came the cops
"Nobody run, everybody stop", I 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, 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 turned and said, "Word up cop!"
He said, "D.M.C., take your ass the block"
If it happened to him, it could to you
'Cause that's what's happenin' on The
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 never pay
'Cause on the street, you're never in the lane
You go to jail or get a in your brain

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

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

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

the rules by the basketball court 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 on a swing

Glidin' and slidin' and ride the ding a
I see a kid by the see, so he saw
(Near the monkey bars, funky 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 check out, check out, The Avenue