Luyện nghe bài hát The Ave.

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

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

It was Baby Pop, someone got shot
I seen him then came the cops sayin'
"Nobody run, everybody stop", I to run
'Cause I was my gun

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

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

laugh 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 cold up

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

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

I the time there was a jam in [unverified], the music
No [unverified] till after dark that's when the starts happening
(Brother from The Ave, and that 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 crowds around like they 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, funky we adore)
I'm fate to the gate [unverified]

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