Luyện nghe bài hát Wherever I Go

Yeah, uh, it's outside
We still in the hood with this one,
Yeah, from the projects, slums, Greene
Huh? Ain't no sun outside, never where I'm from
grimy, yo, yo, yo, yo

Everyday is a struggle, but you can catch my team hustlin' to the night
risks, playin' dice, screamin' "We hate life!"
Gettin' money, but we want more
I see a lot of niggas beefin', but don't want war
I targets, anything you sese, rob it, got beef like the meat market
I'm captains, lieutenants, and police sergeants
I got two hoes Denise and Margaret
come through and finish drama after we start it
All my chicks major, I rep N.Y. like a Knick
Get paper, split haters, I still spit and shit
Got eight pair of sick 'gators, five
Switch flavors, 50 red and blue rocks the wrist, player
My vision is deep the Division creep
Run up on you, start your peeps
Nigga, we ain't playin, our mission's
I'm clippin' peeps, have you missin' for weeks
To let you know we ain't

Olive oil and fried and basil
I in flared nasal from Hazelnut Amaretto
My watch 80 G
Plus they 50 G's for a RZA beat
Cherry wood, hid the receipts, suites
Ice cold bottles of Cristy 'til my misty
Complainin' to my lawyer how this tried to frisk me
of my jeep, I gave his badge to the chief
And got his ass directin' traffic in the for a week

Keep out your gums like loose teeth
You gonna take a 40 to the mouth and it no brewski
That monitor gonna straight lines like looseleaf
Got Up North niggas straight out the box Lucies
Wanna shoot me? know you get a kick out of just like Bruce Lee
Ya'll don't wanna lose
Comin' all out of face just like pimples
thing comin' out of my waist, gotta hit you
'cause ya'll niggas with it, better quit it
'Til you catch one through that man on your fitted
That one through the front, through the back of the cap
Like the Pun packin' a Mac in the back of the Ac'
You could one, not talkin' bout a Ac'
I get cake the fat crack bag with them packs, what?

I go, I always stand tall