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, caught hard Tommy
Guess appeal, collect call, and keep it real
But I was locked for three, son you didn't me
Your had you sue, told you, don't send me no loot
But I survive in 'Green, sent me cream, Adine
Moms like, the niggas real in your team
Bring the court rap, my first weak, beef wit the
Son, where was you at?, called you on the
Heard you moved from 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, foul wit crocodile
boy, my little man you like a little boy
Taught you the crime life, you blame me, you
Yucked up, low, now you thinkin
you locked, I got the block lock wit padlock
Jealousy and envy, me
Word got back to me, you got for me
Musolini, yo and see me

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

[Royal
Now when you got locked up, livin plush, sneakers as
Always flipped it up, on the line, you ran it up
Say you stressed as such, few niggas you had to
the shit's rough, sendin you balloons, read it up
Thug it up, it tight, 'cause 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 son, I miss you
But back on the streets, the want me wit you
It's official, I'm tryin to them lands like a missile
Holdin my pistol, to keep it when I'm wit you
a hit you, Latin Kings try to rip you
Suffer razors an issue, blowin niggas like a
Geo.'s 'a try to you, watch the beam before they fish you
So just lift weight, I'm low until release date

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

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

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