Luyện nghe bài hát The Blocks

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

Used to be kinda
A whole different way, permit in my wallet
the shit expired
Learned to drive at age

See I used to cabs
Smokin' lye while my girl with mesc tabs
Do anything just to
I'll cop anything to to

Rock it once, put it in a hustlers
I got with no rhymes wrote
Wrote it quick, throwin' rhymes out for
So y'all know my shit

Know my zip,
Pretend thug own one gun
Bust and don't run
Late nights the don't come
And if you don't know 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 way back
Now I get and stay black
Some find it funny, others that
Reason why the developed

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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