Luyện nghe bài hát The Rough Side of Town

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Forty, Baisley, Suptin,
Queens wack step
I wanna hear it I'm from

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

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

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

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

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

Kids are around him coffin' quiet
Softly they're standin' 'cause there's left as an orphan
'Cause the life of an illegal
Is than a rag-a-ma-jaga, a Scorpio buy my cure

South Side, South
South Side, South

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

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

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

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

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

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

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