Luyện nghe bài hát Escobar '97

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

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

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

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

I mean before this, I to rock a taurus with the donuts
Now I up, got it chromed up
Got the rap game sewn up,
Niggas acting but it's really no love
I feel a buzz, off the dutch

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

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

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

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

niggas with mad problems, and shot pockets
My niggas the block rock this
Box cocaine, it and chop it

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

Some fell beyond the reach of
Cut in the street, they could teach theyself
When all we wanted was a piece of
And randomly, our family, the streets are insanity

Amply, living in this fantasy
Richest nigga in show biz is what I to be
Heavy chain and my QB sway, this king's life
Magazines write me, in this dream it's all tight

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

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

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

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

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

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