Luyện nghe bài hát The Rough Side of Town

South Side's a town a lot of hustle and bustle
A kid got for a buck under the trussle
Died with pride, he thought he had a big heart
He back, but the attack was brutal

Futile to his survival and the event that his will
Seek on the assailants who rushed him
They him, snuffed the life all out of his body
He had friends, a Benz rims by Gotti

Guys wanted to beat him, wanted to greet him
Kids wanted to be him when they saw him in the
Lots of hoppin' fast on the avenue
up your system loud and he'll laugh at you

'Cause the Tec is a gooseneck
And a Glock 9 he stops at the light
rides into the top in

South Side, South Side, Side
South Side, South Side, Side
South Side, Side, South Side
South

I grew up on the rough of town, kids play stick-up
the game of survival going uptown to pick up
Supportin' the with leathers and bamboos and black Timbs
Benz parked at the while puffin' herb
(Word)

Cruisin', one-six, oh, the lean
Sportin' BV's on the Beamer with the Italian interior
While the Alpine pump, you get
Hoppin', to catch them all open, girls scopin' as you unlock

Now you go, gotta go
Hoppin' Merit to get back to the four, oh
Back in the Queens never got props
But South had citywide respect plus knockouts

Forty, Baisley, Suptin,
wack step back
I don't hear it I'm from

Side, South Side, South Side
South Side, South Side, South
South Side, South Side, South
Side

South Side, South Side, Side
South Side, South Side, South

Projectiles are fittin' inside of a
And there's no particular name that's written
On the of a slug, damn, it's bugged
When women begin to bend over a drug

She used to be the type of girl that was
Now the scars from the make her knees look ashy

Cops constantly stay on high chases
Trying to remember faces previous arrest cases
Bulletproof is the hottest items to invest in
Shots fired, one was hit with the hollow-tip and it his chest in

are gathered around him coffin' quiet
Softly standin' 'cause there's baby left as an orphan
'Cause the of an illegal entrepreneur
Is more a rag-a-ma-jaga, a Scorpio buy my cure

Side, South Side
South Side, South

Your man to get rid of ya 'cause now you're the number
One pharmaceutical distributor
How you ever expect this
From your man that he would plant product of your Lexus?

Today having lunch with a cutie
You gotta hunch, the type of brother that's moody
So instead you drive a sterling, green
To match the inside of your eightball sherling

So today he escapes fate to live day
To pick up weight inside of a ghetto
Inside of the ghetto, cars together
Gettin' ready to hop the summer weather
Armor All in the sun, it's four cars

And they're each two
But you still find it necessary to a gun
Hoppin' to the beach a jeep
of Chinese cut broads passin' by perpetrators

Perpetratin' frauds, you're on the beach playin'
about pickin' up a convertible Saab
As the sun sets, you all jet inside of the
But your flips 'cause you gotta get back to the

South Side, Side, South Side
Side, South Side, South Side
South Side, South Side, South
South

South Side, Side, South Side
South Side, South Side, Side