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 with pride, he thought he had a big heart
He fought back, but the was brutal

Futile to his survival and the event that his crew
revenge 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 him, girls wanted to greet him
wanted to be him when they saw him in the Coliseum
Lots of cash hoppin' on the avenue
Pump up your system loud and he'll at you

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

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

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

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

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

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Projectiles are fittin' inside of a
And personally there's no particular name that's
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 ashy

constantly stay on high speed chases
Trying to remember faces from previous 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 left as an orphan
the life of an illegal entrepreneur
Is more than a rag-a-ma-jaga, a buy my cure

South Side, 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 plant product inside of your Lexus?

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

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

And each two deep
But you still find it necessary to a gun
to the beach with a jeep
Full of cut broads passin' by perpetrators

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

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