Luyện nghe bài hát The Rough Side of Town

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

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

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

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

South Side, South Side, South
South Side, Side, South Side
South Side, South Side, Side
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I grew up on the rough side of town, play stick-up
Playing the of survival going uptown to pick up
Supportin' the 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 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
down Merit to get back to the four, oh
Back in the days never got props
But South Side had citywide respect plus

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

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

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

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

Cops constantly stay on speed chases
Trying to remember faces from previous arrest
Bulletproof vest is the 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 'cause there's baby left as an orphan
'Cause the of an illegal entrepreneur
Is than a rag-a-ma-jaga, a Scorpio buy my cure

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South Side, South

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

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

So he escapes fate to live another day
To pick up weight inside of a ghetto
of the ghetto, cars gather together
Gettin' to hop under the summer weather
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 beach with a
Full of Chinese cut broads by perpetrators

Perpetratin' frauds, you're on the beach 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

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