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 loot in piece)
I got you, already blessed up, caught hard Tommy
appeal, accept collect call, and keep it real
But I was locked for three, son you know me
Your bitch had you sue, told you, don't send me no
But I survive in 'Green, shorty sent me cream,
Moms like, the niggas ain't real in team
Bring the rap, my first weak, beef wit the staff
Son, where was you at?, you on the jack
Heard you moved from Iraq to 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, coppin Averate
You in the P now, foul wit crocodile
Pretty boy, my little man you a little boy
Taught you the life, you blame me, you weakling
Yucked up, low, now you thinkin
While you locked, I got the 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 Jones "When I'm Gone"]

[Royal
Now you got locked up, livin plush, sneakers as such
Always flipped it up, on the 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
it up, keep it tight, 'cause your girl on right
It's all a struggle in life, to sell things and pay the
But I'm wit you, can't let you son, I miss you
But on the streets, the police want me wit you
It's official, I'm tryin to blow them lands like a
Holdin my pistol, to keep it real I'm wit you
Commissary a hit you, Latin try to rip you
Suffer razors an issue, blowin niggas a whistle
Geo.'s 'a try to snitch you, watch the before they fish you
So just lift weight, I'm layin low until date

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

Flush]
Direct sale, judge face to face, no
Take it to trail, spend a on the Isle
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 part in that, fine tango, just give 'em
Soup 'em up, 'em feel wild as fuck, now what up?

I my real family, new people try to be around me
Try to me, goatee, ganja leaf
Locked up chief, well let be
and cuffies, gave me a razor, recruit me
Now I'll slang, and a band, til the bing
You in the kitchen, ice pick and now ya snitchin
You Scarface, ya face, is laced up
So what, you got cut, you told police
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 like we,
Did time, all wit crime
Desert mind, police hit strip, mine
what, what, what, what, what,