Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Scene

The night time is an ill time 'cause crime
Happens that never gets on the prime
TV stations, relations
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 give your friend for a 10 spot
Christians doin'

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

out the crack scene over there
Those two motherfuckers make about a million this year
Sell to friends for a Benz
Kill their for a taste

For what they call or see as the good life
Gold nuggets, lots of
Beeper number
Sellin' stone so we can see bones

most crackheads don't have fat legs
Skull all soft, it can like eggs
You fiend for the flavor, for the hit
walkin' home, so you bust her shit

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

So eventually croak, maybe by a stroke
You want the good life , no you want coke
Now come the robbers, just steal
They move cats, some on crack

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So let's do this
You holdin' out tonight
I'll fly that motherfuckin' head
Right about now,