Luyện nghe bài hát Connect 4

[Intro: Chris]
Yeah... uh, C.
We do this, Joe
Yeah, young Chris, what,
Yeah, uh

[Young
To the heart of North Philadelph, my spirit and flesh
Give me the crown, watch me it the best, I ain't hearin the rest
Long gone, with bigger fish here
scale advances for glitter wristwear
Ch-chea, motherfucker year Chris here
Homie the strong's so vital, survival of the here
Ain't shit sweet y'all, life a bitch yeah
Say I drive her crazy though I ride that hoe gear
Talk so poverty cause I live here
Talk facility my family's doin a bid there
You ain't rappin or ballin, we got our out
what a thug about, anything to get the fuck up out
the ghetto, dodge the devil, prolong my
Got a sticky lah baby, 365

[Joe
Hold up, a nigga went lukewarm to hot
Scratch that, from coldest winter to hell's
Aside from predictable shots and spittin
Wouldn'ta even known it nothin felt different
E'rything dope in this game ain't on the
That proofs me, the dames and the ratio
like fellatio, I mean it used to be cane like Horatio
Fuck you, pay me
Look for him, in whatever I put on
Come where you give a wrong look and you would look wrong
Broads off the for him
But I treat 'em like Subway, I give 'em 5 and a FOOT long
Young niggaz your vitamins
Your 28-inch rims higher than watchin me
JUMP OFF e'rything that they to be
But the bullshit tiresome to me
See, only one concern, my bread right
Hate to see you your (Life) over a website
feel (Sorry)
Y'all'll only know what I show why Chris and Rihanna that real story
Off puttin words together (Scrabble)
Build your (Monopoly), just gon' attack you
Can't (Pictionary) it, gon' think it's (Taboo)
When you get more, they (Connect) the (Four)

[Outro: Joe
Dawg.. geah, Joey,
Yes Chad, I fuckin know the