Luyện nghe bài hát Three

Yo dun we got guns in the
Its three at
I'm about to take the last of the EZus Jesus
Who got fifty on the tree
We stop at the store
We need D batteries for the music
Snatch the biscuits out the lawn
Fuck a cab take cracked out Yolanda's Saab
We that bitch two wibbles
And off the a vehicle for that pillow
All the borough dun
happened to Queens like Sutphin and 121
Farmers and
The got us on the BQE
Just to get a taste of that
We took our smoke out to Coney posted up by the Himalaya
Colada Champales mixed with Dainey
That's St. Ides in dun
Spillin it on the floor for our dead
While I spark the
My niggas got
we smoke that shit only go around once
Dogs we just killin
Somebody just got they shit twist on the block up the grind
So til it down
We just at the sluts
Bitch we wanna right now

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