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
with 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 who rushed him
crushed him, snuffed the life all out of his body
He had friends, a Benz with by Gotti

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

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

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

Cruisin', one-six, oh, with the
Sportin' on the Beamer with the Italian wintergreen interior
While the 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
Back in the days Queens got props
But South Side had citywide respect plus

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

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

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

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

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

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

are gathered around him coffin' quiet
Softly they're standin' 'cause 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, South
Side, South Side

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

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

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

And each two deep
But you still it necessary to carry a gun
Hoppin' to the with a jeep
of Chinese cut broads passin' by perpetrators

Perpetratin' frauds, on the beach 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

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

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