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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

South Side, Side
Side, South Side

Your man wants to get rid of ya now you're the number
One neighborhood pharmaceutical
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, the type of brother that's moody
So instead you drive a sterling, lime
To match the colors of your eightball sherling

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

And they're two deep
But you still find it to carry a gun
Hoppin' to the beach a jeep
Full of Chinese cut passin' by perpetrators

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

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South Side, South Side, South
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