Luyện nghe bài hát What a Shame

New kid, War Report, blew out the court
He claim righteous, the God was jeweled wit ices
My man up, in the beast, hit me on the Jag
(Aiyo son, I need in this piece)
I got you, already blessed up, hard Tommy Hill
Guess appeal, accept call, and keep it real
But I was for three, son you didn't know me
bitch had you sue, told you, don't send me no loot
But I in 'Green, shorty sent me cream, Adine
Moms like, the niggas ain't in your team
Bring the court rap, my first weak, beef wit the
Son, was you at?, called you on the jack
you moved from Iraq to Iran and cold ran
Ran on me, but you to be my family
Tables turned, I'm in Zoo York, you up
I'm in the cockpit, Averate shit
You in the P now, foul wit crocodile
Pretty boy, my man you like a little boy
Taught you the crime life, you me, you weakling
up, commissary low, now you thinkin
While you locked, I got the lock wit padlock
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, plush, sneakers as such
flipped it up, on the phone line, you ran it up
Say you stressed as such, few niggas you had to
Plus the shit's rough, you balloons, read it up
Thug it up, keep it tight, your girl on right
It's all a struggle in life, to things and pay the price
But I'm wit you, can't let you down son, I you
But back on the streets, the want me wit you
It's official, I'm tryin to blow them lands a missile
my pistol, to keep it real when I'm wit you
Commissary a hit you, Latin try to rip you
Suffer an issue, blowin niggas like a whistle
Geo.'s 'a try to snitch you, watch the before they fish you
So just weight, I'm layin low until release date

samples from The Jones Girls "When I'm Gone"]

[Royal
sale, judge face to face, no bail
Take it to trail, spend a year on the
First day, Sing-Sing, through the gates
Stuff's a shame, wild walkin wit the length
We was cellblocked, think about, want the top
Put my pictures up, relax for a minute, it up
the top cat, La Familia got the coke in that
I need a in that, fine 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, leaf
Locked up chief, well let be
Doorags and cuffies, gave me a razor, me
Now I'll slang, and catch a band, til the
You workin in the kitchen, ice pick and now ya
You Scarface, lost ya face, is up
So what, you got cut, you told police
Keep it in the beast, same thing in the streets
Wild tell, play PC inside a jail
Yo me, did three, in PC
Stand freely, Musolini, we a heemy
Life in exile, people like we,
Did time, all wit crime
Desert mind, police hit strip, caught
what, what, what, what, what,