Luyện nghe bài hát Escobar '97

Honies, cash, weed,
Ghetto celebrities, hood movie
Gat slingers now rap are who we are
Went from to Nas, to Nas to Escobar

The path we all walk, starts out long like a boardwalk
Monopoly, some make it around, some go down, prophecy
Happy balancing with life's atrocities
Hoppin' in V's, knowin' some day I got to lead

up in a five realizing the price paid
For this life laid in the light
One might say, top of the world's two whips, a and a girl
Quick to celebrate it, poppin' corks they made it

Pretentious, arrogant is senseless
Pro-ball players white wives, peep they night lives
While you could catch me in a crisp white
Dark tinted, dijon-scented, with Al Green on, my theme
Love and happiness, how can it wrong?

I mean before this, I used to rock a taurus the donuts
Now I up, got it chromed up
Got the rap game sewn up,
Niggas acting but it's really no love
I feel a slow buzz, off the

This is everyday, second
Got to make it pay, lesson I learnt
Got me while most of these rappers'll stay burnt

Honies, cash, weed,
celebrities, hood movie stars
Gat slingers now rap are who we are
from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar

Money, cash, weed,
Ghetto celebrities, movie stars
Gat slingers now rap are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to

With so much in QBC
It's kinda hard Escobarro
Red, sippin' Dom out the bottle
My is like a Donald Goines novel
We wave glasses like

Drunk niggas mad problems, and shot pockets
My niggas the block rock this
Box cocaine, it and chop it

to profit, in different ways
Goin' through this difficult stage, called
But each my physical's praised

Some fell beyond the reach of
Cut in the street, thinkin' could teach theyself
When all we wanted was a piece of
And randomly, feed our family, the streets are

Amply, in this thug's fantasy
nigga in show biz is what I plan to be
Heavy and my QB sway, living this king's life
Magazines write about me, in dream it's all tight

Honies, cash, weed,
Ghetto celebrities, hood movie
Gat slingers now rap are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to

Money, cash, weed,
celebrities, hood movie stars
Gat now rap singers are who we are
Went Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar

Now the main that boggle my brain be all the bottles of pain
Iced the chain and all the came
tried to throw me off track but I caught that
They I lost that but I'm continuing to make more stacks

Halftime, New York of mind, it was written was hittin'
overseas, southeast, diamond and riches
Sleepin' on the plane wake up we land
real scared, on the ground
Rollie flush, princess cuts, and large

The crews up, findin' time to rocks
It's real, you violate, be in a box
If it go there, I lay you before you lay me, crazy
I didn't make the game, the made me
Records for the so they raised up in mansions
Haters keep hating, and ladies'll keep

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