Luyện nghe bài hát Palmdale

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

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

So cool throwin' up signs to the gangster beat
Shot an enemy across the street
Mamma came home, she got a good job
Daddy did too, now they squab

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

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

No more and no more roaches
Livin' next door to football
Now I got a new place to me crack
Now I got little white to jack

I wearin' blue, wasn't trippin' on red
Too busy squabbin' the skinheads
Stupid questions, distract the
Rubbin' white girls on the ass

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

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

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

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

Fo' sho' I was makin' dough
Shoulda outta school a long time ago
Bought a phone, like a nut
Now I deliver like hut

I drunk whiskey and Bacardi, I sold dope to
Me and my homies sold dubs and
Took turns bustin' rhymes to pass the time

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

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

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

pecker woods don't want none
But the Mexicans own one
essays, catorces, treces always try to test me

So I jumped off the bed I ain't no punk
Jammed his head up against the
that cholo in his chin
Black scared to jump in

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

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

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

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

Rodney Williams, Lorenz
plays for Colorado state
I wish my homeboys much
But at the same time, I still get

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

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

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

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

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

(Yeah)
Come to me
(Hey, all the homeboys on the football team, y'all at man, yeah)
(Hey, wherever you at in the world, I don't 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, do we sell?
(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, do we sell?
(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, we fittin' to go?
(We to go back to jail)

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

(Where them at?)
You're
(It over 'til the fat man sings)

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