Luyện nghe bài hát The Ghost

[Juan
Forver ride bein high fool (es el loco Juan Gotti)
(that's my TDC number)
Don't think of it as you ride through (smokin on Mari)
11-45-55-2 (Hittin heierba)
ugh Alone in my celda, smokin
No esta buena but it hits a
Makin money in prison y
my business, my drawings what eva
Slangin hierba diez bolas al
Slangin ink con al sobres
my cornbread, dessert and a juice
Saw my get shot on the news
Now you know what this doos
Come and cruise, take a in my shoes
On the cool esta vida no es
That's your boy hittin licks in the

SPM X2]
We hit licks in the earliest of
Underneath the and watchtowers
Be when you see the ghost
Dont be suprised, she's not in white

Envelope with the order, 50 should get me a mountain
Biness to handle the bossman finish countin
Homie kinda broke and them call him indigent
Hustle out there, Hustle here, no sentiment
Sendin so many kites, call me Benjamin
to everybody, 50 men in a tank
Meet my sister in the free, she gon you a bank
While i me a shank contraband drank
Food, snacks, basic
Pay me for my picture of the what? naked Berry
Home on a furlough, OG me
Where he buried the dough, let it slow
6 months and I'll be
But right now I got you need, two for three
and alone doin time comatose
I'mma at the Bitch and see if she a Ghost

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Cell block B,
the grass but don't let'em see you
My jewel riskin it all
The finest lady in these prison brick walls
Hit the lick ma, the dick soft
see your phone for a business call
If it gets pick it up before three
But put it on silent so it ring
I'm the digital king, is no dream
Is it real love or a physical thing
Like a typical fling I'm sippin on lean
Bring back some chicken cause a Hung-ry
Connections, while I lay up in this Texas
So the judges can win their
They locking up the muthafuckin
Back my best friends and we go