Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Scene

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yo check this out
Times is gettin' kinda hard,
Yo bitch, you gonna have to get me serious money
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 gonna happen
Somebody gonna get hurt out this
You know that, you know

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

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

Go home and chill under your wing
I sing, hopefully bring
A new to make some green
But stay home, not the scene, come on

What? Yo the motherfuckin' money at huh?
Nah, I don't hear nuttin' about no
College and tuition
I just want my motherfuckin' money, now

So do this alright?
You ain't holdin' out
'Cause I'll fly motherfuckin' head
Right now, okay?