Luyện nghe bài hát Corner

Memories on the corners with the fo's and the
Walk to the for the rose, talking straightforward to hoes
Got uncles that smoke, and some put up they nose
To cope with the lows, the is cold and it blows
In their socks and their soles, niggas they rolls
Corners leave souls opened and closed, for mo'
nowhere to go, niggas rolling in droves
They shoot the way, cause they ain't knowin' their goals
The streets ain't safe cause ain't knowing the code
By the foes I was told, focus or fold
Got cousins with flows, hope they open some
So we can cop and roll in a Rolls
Now I roll in a Olds, with windows that don't
Down the roads where get broken and stole
are the stories told by Stony and Cottage Grove
The is cold, the block is hot as a stove
On the

I wish I give you this feeling
I wish I could give feeling
On the corners rob or kill
And dying just to a living, huh?

We overstated, we underrated, we
The corner was our time when stood still and
and snakeskins and
Yellow and pink and

lights and deep nights, cats trying to eat right
Riding no-seat-bikes, with work to hypes
So they can get sweet Nike's, they head and feet right
Desires of street life, cars and weed
It's hard to breathe nights, are thief-like
The beasts roam the streets, the is Greek-like
at its peak, we speak and believe hype
Bang in the streets hats left or deep right
It's steep life, coming up where is sheep-like
and hoopers, we strive to be like
G's with three strikes, that need light
and recite, needs and BE strife
The corner, struggle and greed fight
We write about wrong 'cause it's hard to see right
Look to the sky, hoping it bleed light
Reality's a bitch, and I heard that she
The

I wish I could give you this
I wish I could this feeling
On the corners niggas rob or
And dying to make a living, huh?

The corner was our magic, our music, our
Fires as tribal dances and war cries
out on different corners
Power to the
power
Black is

church services, murderers, Arabs serving burgers
As cats with permanents, move they bags as herbalists
The dirt isn't just fertile, it's people and earning this
The curb getters go the cash flow and the current is
It's so hot niggas burn to live
The furnace is, the money moving, the determined live
We talk shit, play lotto, and buy beers
It's so black packed with action that's
The

I I could give you this feeling
I wish I give this feeling
On the corners niggas rob or
And dying just to a living, huh?

The was our Rock of Gibraltar, our Stonehenge
Our Taj Mahal, our
Our testimonial to freedom, to peace, and to
on the corner