Luyện nghe bài hát Escobar '97

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

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

High up in a realizing the price paid
For life laid in the light shade
One might say, top of the two whips, a crib and a girl
to celebrate it, poppin' corks like they made it

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

I mean before this, I to rock a taurus with the donuts
Now I up, got it chromed up
Got the rap game up, sho-nuff
Niggas cool but it's really no love
I feel a slow buzz, off the

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

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

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

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

Drunk niggas with mad problems, and shot
My niggas from the block rock
Box cocaine, cook it and it

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

Some fell beyond the of help
Cut in the street, thinkin' they could teach
When all we wanted was a of wealth
And randomly, feed our family, the are insanity

Amply, in this thug's fantasy
Richest in show biz is what I plan to be
Heavy and my QB sway, living this king's life
Magazines write me, in this 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,
Ghetto celebrities, hood stars
Gat now rap singers are who we are
Went from to Nas, to Nas to Escobar

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

Halftime, New York of mind, it was written was hittin'
Trips overseas, southeast, diamond and
Sleepin' on the plane up when we land
Feelin' real scared, on the
Rollie flush, cuts, and large rounds

The crews up, findin' to shine rocks
real, you violate, be in a pine box
If it go there, I lay you before you lay me, crazy
I didn't the game, the game made me
for the babies so they raised up in mansions
Haters keep hating, and keep glancing

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