Luyện nghe bài hát The Rough Side of Town

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

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

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

under the Tec is a gooseneck
And a Glock 9 when he at the light
Pumpin' into the top in

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Projectiles are inside of a clip
And personally no particular name that's written
On the side of a slug, damn, bugged
When pretty women begin to bend a drug

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

Cops constantly on high speed chases
to remember faces from previous arrest cases
Bulletproof is the hottest items to invest in
Shots fired, one was hit with the and it caved his chest in

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

South Side, South
South Side, South

Your man wants to get rid of ya 'cause now the number
One neighborhood pharmaceutical
How could you expect this
From your man that he would product inside of your Lexus?

Today you're lunch with a cutie
You gotta hunch, you're the type of brother that's
So instead you a sterling, lime green
To the colors inside of your eightball sherling

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

And they're two deep
But you find it necessary to carry a gun
Hoppin' to the with a jeep
Full of cut broads passin' by perpetrators

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

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

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