Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Scene

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

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

Do heads than barbershops will
their legs to the public for a meal
Damn a shame, the shit looks unreal
College sometime kneel

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

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

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

Send her to the hospital, for bucks
Beam for a half an hour, fucked
Other [Incomprehensible] 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 the robbers, they just steal
They move cats, some on crack

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

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

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

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

Yo baby this out
Times is gettin' hard, youknowhatI'msayin'?
Yo bitch, you have to get me some serious 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 what's gonna happen right?
Somebody gonna get out this motherfucker
You that, you know that

The night is a different time to flow
You gotta know the or they'll let you know
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 it's not a dream, it's
on the corner and you're a goner

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

What? Yo where the money at huh?
Nah, I wanna hear nuttin' about no
College and shit
I just want my money, now bitch

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