Luyện nghe bài hát Palmdale

Yeah, yeah, just like bums we used to
In the of la by the way
Gang bangers killin' each for rep
Sellin' cocaine on my doorstep

Had a ball to bounce plus a to ride
But my mamma never would let me play
But when I got enrolled in school
bangin' like a fucking fool

So cool throwin' up signs to the gangster beat
Shot an enemy from across the
Mamma came home, she got a good job
did too, now they don't squab

Financially, we
2 later, son, we movin'
No more duckin' from shotgun
a two-story house in east palmdale
it to me now

(Hell yeah)
Come to me
(I you and I love you, baby)
Palmdale, come to me
(Check it out, it out, check it out)

No more rats and no roaches
next door to football coaches
Now I got a new place to sell me
Now I got little kids to jack

I stopped wearin' blue, trippin' on red
Too busy with the skinheads
Stupid questions, the class
Rubbin' little girls on the ass

I didn't really if I passed or failed
I knew I was for the NFL
Until the playoff game, got hurt
I about my future, layin' in the dirt

I can't jump, I can't
Superstar player, the bench
Graduate school don't make me laugh
I got an F plus in basic math, it to me now

(Hell yeah)
Come to me
(I gotta do one for my neighborhood)
Palmdale, come to me
(Check it out)

I I couldn't make it in the white man's world
So I bought me some and a geri curl
I knew I couldn't it to the NFL
I went to palmdale and started slingin' yeyo

Fo' sho' I was makin' crazy
Shoulda dropped school a long time ago
a cell phone, like a nut
Now I deliver like hut

I drunk and Bacardi, I sold dope to anybody
Me and my homies sold dubs and
Took turns rhymes just to pass the time

A white man drove up to my
He said, "Hey, homeboy, you got?"
I put a fat rock his hand
And about 25 sheriffs jumped out the van get down,

(Hell, yeah)
Come to me
(I need you and I you, baby)
Palmdale, come to me
(Check it out, it out, check it out)

Can't get drunk, can't get
LA county, 95
Crips wanna take my
Bloods wanna eat my bars

Them pecker woods want none
But the straight own one
essays, catorces, treces always try to test me

So I off the bed 'cause I ain't no punk
Jammed his up against the bunk
Socked that in his chin
muthafucking scared to jump in

Sheriff broke it up when we hit the
I kept talkin' shit 'cause I want some
Back in town, we get along with the
Now I'm in jail, they tryin' to beat me

Jail is hell, but adapt, won't hesitate to get in a scrap
'Cause I'm down for mine, and that's for
in the hole with my knuckles hurtin'

(Hell, yeah)
Come to me
(I need you and I you, baby)
Palmdale, back to me
(Yeah it out, homeboy)

Now I got a fucking up life, two bad kids and a wife
Dead end job at the airport check too short to pay the house
Turn on the TV then I see different that went to school with me
Playin' in the NFL we used to kick back in east

Williams, Lorenz tate
Zeno for Colorado state
I wish my homeboys success
But at the same time, I still get

Walkin' through the wind with a cup of gin
Thinkin' 'bout things that coulda, woulda, been
I wipe my tears, sip my beers, wish luck to my peers

Come to me
(I you and I love you, baby)

Come to me
(Palmdale)
('Cause that's where my heartache began, began)

(Palmdale)
Come to me
(I you and I love you, baby)

(Oh yeah)
Come to me
('Cause that's where my heartache began, began)

(Yeah)
Come to me
(Hey, all the on the football team, where y'all at man, yeah)
(Hey, wherever you at in the world, I care if you in Japan, Africa)
Palmdale, come to me
(Hey you know how we to do it, man hey, hey, hey)

Yo, let me get a
(Palm)
Yo, let me get a
(Dale)
Yo, what do we
(Yeyo)
Yo, we fittin' to go?
(We to go back to jail)

Yo, let me get a
(Palm)
Yo, let me get a
(Dale)
Yo, what do we
(Yeyo)
Yo, where we to go?
(We fittin' to go to jail)

Yo, let me get a
(Palm)
Yo, let me get a
(Dale)
Yo, what do we
(Yeyo)
Yo, where we to go?
(We to go back to jail)

Yo, let me get a
(Palm)
Yo, let me get a
(Dale)
Yo, what do we
(Yeyo)
Yo, we fittin' to go?
(We fittin' to go to jail)

Dale, palmdale
(Hey, on everybody just clap your hands)
Dale, you're
(C'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
Dale, you're
(What, what, what)
(Yo fuck AV on y'all)

(Where them at?)
You're
(It ain't 'til the fat man sings)

(Little can't get none, what, what, what)
You're
Dale, palmdale
(Little can't get none)