Luyện nghe bài hát Escobar '97

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

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

High up in a five realizing the paid
For this life in the light shade
One say, top of the world's two whips, a crib and a girl
Quick to celebrate it, poppin' corks they made it

Pretentious, niggas is senseless
Pro-ball players with white wives, they night lives
While you could catch me in a crisp white
Dark tinted, dijon-scented, with Al on, my theme song
Love and happiness, how can it wrong?

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

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

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

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

With so much in QBC
It's kinda being Escobarro
Red, sippin' Dom out the bottle
My life is a Donald Goines novel
We wave glasses bravo

Drunk niggas with mad problems, and pockets
My from the block rock this
Box cocaine, cook it and it

Looking to profit, in different
Goin' through difficult stage, called life
But each my physical's praised

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

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

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

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

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

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

The crews up, findin' time to rocks
It's real, you violate, be in a box
If it go there, I lay you before you lay me, crazy
I make the game, the game made me
Records for the babies so they up in mansions
Haters keep hating, and ladies'll glancing

Y'all know the routine out [Incomprehensible], word up