Luyện nghe bài hát Inland City Blues

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Staring at street lights, I been at since toddler days.
the Sorcerers Stone, Harry Potter days.
Thinkin bout that got away,
and my niggas thats and got shot away.
On my mind, a lot today.
25 left with a lot to say, but they me to shut up and just ride away.

But not this guy. Oh no not price.
5'9 but my heart me I'm 6'5.
I let my nuts hang low my fist high.
All the fake shit don't get passes on side.

See that'll get you slumped here.
That'll get you jumped here.
We fuck with punks round here.
We fuck with Trump round here!

It's the city blues.
Most try and lose.
let crooked ass cops just break the rules.
When young kid popped won't make the news.

you wonder why the young boy take the tool.
And kick doors, they is get more.
in the pen, so it fucked up his mental.
Shells hit the window, yelling out get low!

You know how that shit go... you know how that shit go? Same old cycle told me use my voice, thats the real reason why a real nigga spit for.
To my youth. I gotta remind my youth!

That wouldn't have created minds, combines, there nothing that you can fathom that we can't do.
White in the front row. she like price, can you sign my boobs?
I'm like "I would, but I'm too high. and thats off my path, I'm tryna find my truth, go.