Luyện nghe bài hát The Ghost

[Juan
I'mma 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 in my celda, smokin hierba
No buena but it hits a penas
Makin in prison y afuera
That's my business, my what eva
hierba diez bolas al toke
Slangin ink con placazos al
my cornbread, dessert and a juice
Saw my get shot on the news
Now you know what this Mexican
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 in the earliest of hours
the light and watchtowers
Be cool you see the ghost
Dont be suprised, not in white clothes

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

[Chorus

Cell block B,
Pass the but don't let'em see you
My heavenly jewel it all
The finest lady in these prison brick walls
Hit the lick ma, kiss the soft
Lemme see 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 or just a physical thing
Like a typical fling while I'm sippin on
Bring back some cause a nigga Hung-ry
Connections, while I lay up in this Texas
So the judges can win elections
They locking up the muthafuckin
with my best friends and we go