Luyện nghe bài hát The Neighborhood

Thousand ago
We young and we didn't know
We were trading our crowns for our
the sacrifice
Headed to the light
But be careful drown in the gold
I know it glows but cold

I'm from the side of town
Out of
To who don't live around
I learned to share or how to care
I never had no teachings about fair

you ever heard of Black Stone around Black Stones?
And Four C H'd, Vice Lords, Island on Aces
The matrix, street organizations
gave violations, hood public relations
It was the basics to get big
Stay away from cases, bad broads, graces
The hustles was the taste and trend setters
They the ones that fed us that the feds don't get us
The era of Reagan, the of Bush
Crack babies, momma's a push, we were the products of
I'm wishin' for a Samurai Suzuki and a Gucci
A bad ho to BBB do me, you heard of
it was folks and coke and dope
Fiends choked off of smoke, and rope
Rare of a generation
Diamonds, blind enough so shit we facin'
Forties wasted on seats, Dion makin' the
When they air it out on at the parties we escapin' the
I could break it down whatever you need
He squinted his face and rolled the

You know they don't see
in the neighborhood
It's the same thing
the same thing over and over again
me?

Have you ever heard of no limit, three hundred, six
boy, O block, east side
Where it ain't no conversation they just let them heats
Can't nobody stop the violence, why my city lyin'?
Niggas throw up peace but everybody keep dying
Used to post up on that strip, I look like a sign
I've been out there days and I got shot at three times
Felt like every bullet hit me when they out each nine
I be happy I wake up and I have a free mind
I know wanna clap me up, watch the morgue grab me up
But they can me later, I been cool, chasin' paper
Where I come from ain't no hope if you was claimin' that was
Small crib, big fam, mom was workin', raised us
No food in the refrigerator, I was bangin', pullin' capers, that's real
niggas from day one boy, yeah I'm still with
Better watch out for that jump shot cause they hit
take your shorty lunchbox, and won't feel shit
I came from a where it's basic but you won't make it
Feds cases, judges who racist and full of hatred I mean
You ain't never seen the shit that I

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