Luyện nghe bài hát Three

Yo dun we got in the grass
Its three at
I'm to take the last swallow of the EZus Jesus
Who got fifty on the next
We gotta stop at the
We need D for the theme music
Snatch the from out the lawn
Fuck a cab lets cracked out Yolanda's Saab
We gave bitch two wibbles
And skated off the a vehicle for that
All the borough dun
What to Queens like Sutphin and 121
Farmers and
The got us on the BQE
to get a taste of that greenery
We took our smoke out to Coney Island up by the Himalaya
Pina Colada Champales mixed Dainey
St. Ides in dun lingo
Spillin it on the floor for our dead
I spark the sequel
My got lungs
When we that shit only go around once
Dogs we killin time
Somebody just got they shit twist on the fucking up the grind
So til it down
We just going at the
we wanna fuck right now

Son I'm on a bench high eatin chicken wings and french
A fuck spent his last bucks on six dimes
I'm one gram from big time a away from overdosin
My heart is broken my man started again
P I heard the tunnel again
I spoke to Flex he said he's let both of us in
Its time to up the autos and semis
I wish my nigga was in the physical form of life
I got my uptown Nikes out and icy
Mad
Jumpin out the cocaine Jeep
with strugglin so I resume hustlin
Rap game or crack game my crew is still
Yo three in the morning and them Ds on the corner
Seems we was to kill
Yo P me on the hill
So we can jet Queens in SUVs
And these motherfuckers how we rep this thing
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