Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Scene

The time is an ill time 'cause 'nuff crime
Happens that gets aired on the prime
TV stations, public
Gives the okay for what gets aired in the

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

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

Check out the scene over there
Those two gonna make about a million this year
to their friends for a Benz
Kill race for a taste

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

most crackheads don't have fat legs
Skull all soft, it can crack like
You for the flavor, steal for the hit
Grandma's walkin' home, so you bust her

Send her to the hospital, for bucks
Beam for a half an hour, fucked
[Incomprehensible] your high, for a few stay low
Ten minutes later, you need blow

So you'll eventually croak, maybe by a
You don't want the good , no you want coke
Now come the robbers, they steal
They move like cats, on crack

vic anything up to Jeeps
These motherfuckers for keeps
They'll do anything on their mind
come nine deep, plus pack nines

They care, won't shed no tears
Don't try to appeal for pity 'cause silly
They wear Polo coats, baseball
The elderly is the main course and the

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

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

Yo baby check out
is gettin' kinda hard, youknowhatI'msayin'?
Yo bitch, you gonna have to get me some serious
On motherfucker, youknowhatI'msayin'?

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

y'know, if I don't get my money
You know what's happen right?
Somebody get hurt out this motherfucker
You know that, you that

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

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

Go home and under your mom's wing
I will sing, bring
A new alternative to make some
But stay home, not the scene, come on

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

So let's do this
You ain't holdin' out
'Cause fly that motherfuckin' head
Right now, okay?