Luyện nghe bài hát The Blocks

Ayo, Auxiliary be grillin' me out patrol cars
my chain so big with no job?
Remain so jig with no scars, infinite
Ain't it how the innocent change?

Used to be kinda
A whole different way, permit in my wallet
Until the shit
to drive at age twenty-five

See I used to catch
Smokin' lye while my girl fuck mesc tabs
Do anything just to
cop anything to to have

Rock it once, put it in a path
I got with no rhymes wrote
Wrote it quick, throwin' out for free
So could know my shit

Know my zip,
Pretend thug own one gun
shots and don't run
Late nights the police come
And if you still don't where I'm from

street
(96th and Spellman)
12th street,
(Queensbridge)

The pub, the
(Long City)
The
(Thugs everywhere)
real, the love
(Organized crime)

Livin' life on the edge way
Now I get money and black
Some it funny, others hate that
Reason why the angers

Put a up in the chamber
Let the gun smoke from the I tote
Bassheads numbed off
A rib got broke, police

Yo, yo, you see what they
A lot of to be made, now they raid the spot
Niggas engagin' to pop shots, to drop cops
The block's hot, niggas on the roofs of

There's a thousand with schemes for gettin' figures
The blossoms with gossip
Chicks who suck, niggas who hardly wash up
And they light as paper

I guess safe to say my hood's got tradition
Q.B. Cobolition, while you be tryin' to
Regardless of the district we on a mission
At any moment I destroy competition

street
(96th and Spellman)
12th street,
(Queensbridge)

The pub, the
(Long City)
The
(Thugs everywhere)
It's real, the
(Organized crime)

Fuck, I hate 'em and the Fourteenth put the chamber
To their brain and 'em, you violatin' Q.B. had to lay 'em
I'll you if you onto that, hit 'em up with all of that
Seventeen, applaudin' they gat, I wrote a song to

Twist the erb, dispose of that sack, ain't no of that
It's 2:30 am black, where ya at?
The truth hurt, now I'm up in shorty skirt
Take a sip of Jack D and relax G, it me

You wanna know who's these hoes? Just ask me
The way the jewels makes 'em wanna be nasty
Cuban Link cable, Dom Peri on the
Look unstable, now I see why Cain killed Abel

Love thy neighbor, we can in the World
That's your Man Fifty Grand till he your Girl
Now it's all out war that Whore
Deja vu got you buggin' 'cause you you saw this before

10th
(96th and Spellman)
street, Vernon
(Queensbridge)

The pub, the
(Long City)
The
(Thugs everywhere)
real, the love
(Organized crime)