Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Scene

The night time is an ill time 'cause 'nuff
that never gets aired on the prime
TV stations, public
Gives the okay for what gets aired in the

You got the whole world at "I Love Lucy"
bitches on the corner sellin' pussy
A variety'll give your for a 10 spot
Christians doin'

Do heads than barbershops will
Open their legs to the public for a
it's a shame, the shit looks unreal
College sometime kneel

Check out the crack scene there
Those two motherfuckers gonna about a million this year
Sell to friends for a Benz
their race for a taste

For what they call or see as being the good
Gold nuggets, of ducats
Beeper 1-800-Asshole
Sellin' stone so we can see bones

'Cause most don't have fat legs
Skull all soft, it can crack eggs
You fiend for the flavor, for the hit
Grandma's home, so you bust her shit

Send her to the hospital, for bucks
for a half an hour, that's fucked
Other [Incomprehensible] high, for a few stay low
Ten minutes later, you need some

So eventually croak, maybe by a stroke
You don't the good life , no you want coke
Now come the robbers, just steal
move like cats, some on crack

They'll vic up to Jeeps
motherfuckers play for keeps
They'll do anything that's on mind
They nine deep, plus pack nines

don't care, won't shed no tears
Don't try to for pity 'cause it's silly
wear Polo coats, baseball caps
The elderly is the main and the snack

young kids that leave their cribs
Hang on the streets, then squids
Slide up on the with a certain lean
And then slide out but they're your green

And now vexed
And you to redeem
But it's a world
different rules, the night scene

Yo baby this out
Times is kinda hard, youknowhatI'msayin'?
Yo bitch, you gonna have to get me some money
On motherfucker, youknowhatI'msayin'?

You go out there and
Find some for five dollars or some shit

'Cause y'know, if I get my money
You know gonna happen right?
Somebody gonna get hurt out motherfucker
You know that, you know

The night is a different time to flow
You gotta know the rules or they'll let you
Your can't take the pressure, of the scene
vision and decisions must be keen

'Cause this is a place far from clean
Apocalypse Now, but later on you say it's a
But not a dream, it's reality
on the corner and you're a goner

Go home and chill under your mom's
I will sing, hopefully
A new alternative to make green
But home, not the night scene, come on

What? Yo where the motherfuckin' money at
Nah, I don't wanna nuttin' about no
and tuition shit
I just want my money, now bitch

So do this alright?
You ain't out tonight
'Cause I'll fly that motherfuckin'
about now, okay?