Luyện nghe bài hát Three

Yo dun we got in the grass
Its three at
I'm about to the last swallow of the EZus Jesus
Who got on the next tree
We stop at the store
We need D for the theme music
Snatch the biscuits out the lawn
a cab lets take cracked out Yolanda's Saab
We gave that two wibbles
And skated off the a vehicle for pillow
All the borough dun
happened to Queens like Sutphin and 121
Farmers and
The got us on the BQE
Just to get a of that greenery
We took our smoke out to Coney Island up by the Himalaya
Pina Colada mixed with Dainey
St. Ides in dun lingo
Spillin it on the for our dead people
I spark the sequel
My got lungs
When we smoke that shit only go around
Dogs we killin time
Somebody just got they shit twist on the fucking up the grind
So til it down
We just at the sluts
Bitch we fuck right now

Son I'm on a bench high eatin chicken and french fries
A crackhead spent his last bucks on six dimes
I'm one gram from big time a spliff from overdosin
My heart is broken my man started smokin
P I the tunnel open again
I to Flex he said he's gonna let both of us in
Its time to up the autos and semis
I my nigga Spank was in the physical form of life
I got my Nikes thugged out and icy
Mad
Jumpin out the cocaine Jeep
Through with strugglin so I resume
Rap or crack game my crew is still bubblin
Yo three in the morning and Ds on the corner still
Seems we was born to
Yo P me on the hill
So we can jet Queens in SUVs
And these motherfuckers how we rep this thing
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