Luyện nghe bài hát The Blocks

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

to be kinda quiet
A different way, fake permit in my wallet
the shit expired
Learned to at age twenty-five

See I used to catch
Smokin' lye my girl fuck 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' out for free
So y'all could know my

Know my zip,
Pretend thug own one gun
shots and don't run
Late the police 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 money and black
Some find it funny, others hate
Reason why the developed

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

Yo, yo, you see what did?
A lot of money to be made, now they 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 they light as weight

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

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 will put the chamber
To brain and bang '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 more of
It's am black, where ya Daughter at?
The truth hurt, now I'm up in shorty boo's
Take a sip of Jack D and G, it attracts me

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

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

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

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