Luyện nghe bài hát Corner

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

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

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

Street lights and nights, cats trying to eat right
no-seat-bikes, with work to feed hypes
So they can get sweet Nike's, they head and feet right
of street life, cars and weed types
It's hard to breathe nights, days are
The beasts roam the streets, the is Greek-like
Game at its peak, we and believe hype
Bang in the streets hats cocked or deep right
It's steep life, coming up where niggas is
Rappers and hoopers, we strive to be
G's with strikes, seeds that need light
Cheese and recite, needs and BE
The corner, where struggle and greed
We write about wrong 'cause it's hard to see right
Look to the sky, it will bleed light
Reality's a bitch, and I that she bites
The

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

The corner was our magic, our music, our
Fires raised as dances and war cries
Broke out on corners
to the people
Black
is beautiful

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

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

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