Luyện nghe bài hát Corner

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

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

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

Street and deep nights, cats trying to eat right
Riding no-seat-bikes, work to feed hypes
So they can get sweet Nike's, head and they feet right
of street life, cars and weed types
It's to breathe nights, days are thief-like
The beasts roam the streets, the is Greek-like
Game at its peak, we speak and believe
in the streets hats cocked 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, seeds need light
Cheese and recite, needs and BE
The corner, where struggle and fight
We write songs about 'cause it's hard to see right
Look to the sky, it will bleed light
a bitch, and I heard that she bites
The

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

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

Black services, murderers, Arabs serving burgers
As cats with gold permanents, they bags as herbalists
The dirt isn't just fertile, 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 live
We talk shit, lotto, and buy German beers
It's so black packed action that's affirmative
The

I wish I could you this feeling
I I could 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 testimonial to freedom, to peace, and to
Down on the