Luyện nghe bài hát Escobar '97

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

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

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

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

I mean before this, I used to rock a taurus with the
Now I grown up, got it up
Got the rap sewn up, sho-nuff
Niggas acting cool but it's really no
I feel a buzz, off the dutch

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

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

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

With so much in QBC
kinda hard being Escobarro
Elderado Red, Dom out the bottle
My life is a Donald Goines novel
We wave glasses like

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

Looking to profit, in ways
Goin' through this difficult stage, called
But each year my physical's

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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