Luyện nghe bài hát Three

Yo dun we got guns in the
Its three at
I'm about to take the last swallow of the Jesus
Who got fifty on the tree
We stop at the store
We D batteries for the theme music
Snatch the biscuits out the lawn
a cab lets take cracked out Yolanda's Saab
We gave that bitch two
And skated off the a vehicle for pillow
All the borough dun
What happened to Queens like and 121
and 116th
The got us on the BQE
Just to get a of that greenery
We took our smoke out to Coney Island posted up by the
Pina Colada Champales with Dainey
St. Ides in dun lingo
Spillin it on the for our dead people
While I spark the
My niggas got
When we that shit only go around once
we just killin time
Somebody just got shit twist on the block fucking up the grind
So til it pipe
We going at the sluts
we wanna fuck right now

Son I'm on a bench eatin chicken wings and french fries
A fuck spent his last bucks on six dimes
I'm one gram from big time a spliff from overdosin
My heart is broken my man smokin again
P I heard the open again
I spoke to Flex he said he's let both of us in
Its time to load up the and semis
I my nigga Spank was in the physical form of life
I got my uptown Nikes out and icy
Mad
out the cocaine white Jeep
Through with so I resume hustlin
Rap or crack game my crew is still bubblin
Yo three in the morning and them Ds on the corner
we was born 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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