Luyện nghe bài hát What a Shame

New kid, War Report, dunn out the court
He claim righteous, the God was down wit ices
My man up, in the beast, hit me on the Jag
(Aiyo son, I need in this piece)
I got you, blessed up, caught hard Tommy Hill
Guess appeal, accept call, and keep it real
But I was for three, son you didn't know me
Your bitch had you sue, told you, don't send me no
But I survive in 'Green, sent me cream, Adine
like, the niggas ain't real in your team
Bring the court rap, my weak, beef wit the staff
Son, where was you at?, called you on the
Heard you moved Iraq to Iran and cold ran
Ran on me, but you to be my family
turned, I'm in Zoo York, you up north
I'm in the cockpit, Averate shit
You in the P now, straight foul wit
Pretty boy, my little man you a little boy
Taught you the life, you blame me, you weakling
up, commissary low, now you thinkin
While you locked, I got the block lock wit
and envy, towards me
Word got back to me, you got for me
Musolini, yo and see me

[several samples from The Jones "When I'm Gone"]

Flush]
Now when you got locked up, livin plush, sneakers as
Always it up, on the phone line, you ran it up
Say you stressed as such, few you had to touch
Plus the shit's rough, sendin you balloons, it up
Thug it up, keep it tight, 'cause your girl on
It's all a in life, to sell things and pay the price
But I'm wit you, can't let you down son, I you
But on the streets, the police want me wit you
It's official, I'm tryin to them lands like a missile
my pistol, to keep it real when I'm wit you
Commissary a hit you, Latin try to rip you
Suffer razors an issue, blowin like a whistle
Geo.'s 'a try to snitch you, the beam before they fish you
So just weight, I'm layin low until release date

[more samples The Jones Girls "When I'm Gone"]

[Royal
Direct sale, judge face to face, no
Take it to trail, spend a on the Isle
First day, Sing-Sing, walkin through the
Stuff's a shame, wild nigga wit the length
We was cellblocked, about, Flush want the top
Put my pictures up, for a minute, kick it up
Watch the top cat, La got the coke in that
I need a part in that, tango, just give 'em cash
Soup 'em up, make 'em feel wild as fuck, now up?

I my real family, new people try to be around me
Try to surround me, goatee, ganja
Locked up chief, let that be
Doorags and cuffies, me a razor, recruit me
Now I'll slang, and catch a band, til the
You workin in the kitchen, ice pick and now ya
You Scarface, ya face, is laced up
So what, you got cut, then you told
Keep it real in the beast, same in the streets
cats tell, play PC inside a jail
Yo me, did three, in PC
Stand freely, Musolini, we just a
Life in exile, people we, penitentiary
Did time, all evolve wit
Desert mind, police hit strip, mine
what, what, what, what, what,