Luyện nghe bài hát The Grain

Do you see it? Do you wanna see it?
I'm do it for ya, I'm gonna do it for ya
I'm gonna do it for ya, I'm do it for ya
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Yo in the trenches
Wig, young black beret
Chrome laser guns at spades
Wallabies, noose, kool-aid

10 niggas call it
Black blades, one hundred seats
up, we at the opera
Queen rub on my leg

Had ketchup on her dress a whopper
ass necklace
Must be her
Paul cop the biggest stones outta Rome

Told ya eyes up on her
with Diana
Two rows across, Dirty hickeys to Vianna White
Fingering Lee

We on the dare one of ya'll to Malcolm X me
Somebody might a Kennedy
Yo let me my lens through these binoculars
I paid 5 G's sliding off Kid Vitamin

Viking patriot of Street
Bet you think I'm laying like a

Starks make the narc's dogs bark
With the Benz
Up against the
Starks had the sparked

One cop tapped the glass
Like a crash,
"What the son! You trying to break glass?"
He his badge,

License and registrations at moment
His fat started chasin'
Chicken heads was racing
Wit' they hearts

For snatching trying' to dip into the god's basement
Our lead steel shed spread
shorty head
Left sweetie for dead

Ghetto poodles, fingers sticky from doodles
Starving' for a 50 cent bag of Oodles and
Neighborhood wit' it
'bout to cut WIC

Maybe one ya'll rich rap niggas need to
for the sky
They bleach in your eye
Don't you why

You be keeping 'em dipped like an Oreo cookie
In cold milk, bold silk gold-filled cap, Wu hat
Low tilt true Islamic we speak verbal rhyme
Why ya'll trying to change hip hop to technotronics?

Don't go the grain
(The grain)
Don't go the grain
(The grain)
Don't go against the
(The grain)

Girl, because of you I'm
my within my heart
I know not right to be flirting
But a relationship has to

the one that I'm clocking
It's time for you to jocking
want you to see me cry
This is why is why this is why

I met this girl named Rhonda way down yonder
Hey yo god don't fuck her
I met this named Liz she was all in the biz
Hey yo lord don't fuck her

I rocked a hoe named Tina from the of Medina
Hey, yo kid don't with her
Yeah, girl Kit Kat she got the good poodle cat
Hey, yo nigga, you better fuck her