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 buck the trussle
Died with pride, he thought he had a big muscle
He fought back, but the was brutal

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

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

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

Side, South Side, South Side
South Side, South Side, Side
South Side, Side, South Side
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I grew up on the rough side of town, kids play
Playing the game of survival going to pick up
Supportin' the taste leathers and bamboos and black Timbs
Benz parked at the curb puffin' herb
(Word)

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

Now you go, gotta go
Hoppin' Merit to get back to the four, oh
Back in the days Queens got props
But South Side had citywide respect plus

Forty, Baisley, Suptin,
Queens step back
I don't wanna it I'm from

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

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

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

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

Kids are gathered around him coffin'
Softly they're standin' 'cause there's baby left as an
the life of an illegal entrepreneur
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 'cause now the number
One neighborhood distributor
How could you ever expect
From your man he would plant product inside of your Lexus?

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

So he escapes fate to live another day
To pick up scale weight inside of a
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 to carry a gun
to the beach with a jeep
Full of Chinese cut broads by perpetrators

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

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

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