Luyện nghe bài hát The Major Leagues

He started running the middle of the street
Bare feet, looking he needs a little to eat
Broad daylight, the kids are laughing at him
It doesn't matter, he's battling a jam
A Pacman come up a quarter
Joystick, put score in the corner
Running from the ghosts till you get pill
Gotta hit the when you wanna stand still
He's used to sell crack, years
I it was him and his weird fat cousin
The ones that you would've guessed at it
was "Black Planet" and "Sex Packets"
A long time ago in a
that is still relatively close as the crow
No time to grieve or
Tryna a way to fulfill those needs

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Such temptation, the basis?
Cutthroat rages, the razor
Stuck in a of must get paid here
rush, raised up to the majors

I was at my dad's crib
a kid, when my best friend began to drift
So I I was a lame
cause I with the game, motherfuck cocaine
I know you didn't want to be broke
It's a common excuse for those that sold
If momma had knew, I know she'd throw blows
Y'all moved here from to grow
You got a tool up inside of coat
And you got no why you decided to smoke
I never even said goodbye to the
I would see him but never try to provoke
But here we are two later
I'm curious to see what the kingpin's made of
You got to be Scarface
Caught a rock and a hard place
he got something to say to me
I have to patiently and see
that heaven has a vacancy for dope fiends
Cause I know he never made it to the leagues

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