Luyện nghe bài hát The Ave.

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

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

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

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

Darryl Mack packin mine, with my nine
Everyone on the wall, that's what the cop
"Everyone complied, Bald Dread", he said
"Blood cleat boi me nah hafa deal 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
that's what'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 feelin' the will never ever pay
'Cause on the street, you're never in the lane
You go to jail or get a bullet in your

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

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

Away from The Ave, they what's called the backstreet's
world of girls that crawl the backseats
Systems 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 that's when the shit starts happening
(Brother from The Ave, and that again)
Body move in the and a quarter in the jar

Find the rules by the basketball court in the
And the by the bench where the 40 dogs spark
The crowd crowds 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' 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