Luyện nghe bài hát Practice Looking Hard

1]
Bloody murder, crime, drugs, folks
Man I remember it used to be cool to leave ya screen door

And let the mosquitos and the sneak in
Look mama and them whistle
So I'ma play tackle football my friends
I guess them is gone cause like a wishbone
I wish I had em' back instead of brothers fiz-all
Catch em' out on track, bar, street, boulevards
Sweet avenues with dead ends, with antens
Whatever happened to the days of Little
Pop Warner and Boy Scouts, the Old Boys Club
Voodoo to go to school not
Too busy weed, sellin' dope and drinkin'
I we're livin' in the last days
Cause in the last days the Bible AIDS
Plagues, brothers killin' brothers,
tryin' to earn stripes as a work face
I'll be a sucker if I pull ya ho card
I used to be soft but now I'm
F**kin' nigga, I practice lookin'

I got a in my pocket and I practice lookin' hard
Mirror, make the call
Who's the hardest of all
I got a mirror in my pocket and I practice hard
before I go to bed
I sure that my mirror's there

2]
Take yo mean face off why ya muggin' me
Fools say shit, I can't help shit's in me
It's automatic cause what's ain't even took
It's my mad at the world
I said I feel ya man, sometimes I catch too
Mean muggin' folks did no harm to me or my crew
But now it shouldn't to be this way
Fools say, I don't care what say
The man got me this way
I'm fresh out the pen and out the for years
Been fillin' out all kinds of applications to make a
But I don't know nothin' about no chip

It takes to make a J-O-B in the 93
But a J-O-B in 93 consists of rarely
Jobs like the oil
I'd work in Napa at the winery
And ya wonder why I'm stubborn
Forever lookin' hard, I scarred

I got a mirror in my pocket and I practice hard
Right I go to bed
I make that my mirror's there
I got a mirror in my pocket and I lookin' hard
Mirror, make the call
the hardest of them all

3]
Can't tell me shit, I come a broken up home
Every since I was a youth I thought I was grown
me after school nigga and we can get it on
Ya about my mammy now I'm goin' upside ya dome
I got a problem, my guard stay up
I'm always on the offense side, don't my nuts
I'm not a nor a Larry but I'm scary
Scared that I lose it and chop you with my piece berry
I deep into my shit and it's straight that
I be quick to a motherf**ker with my Flintstone bat
Nobody me on my father's side of the family
They can't stand me cause think that I'm sellin' that candy
I kid you not, all to the side
I got 20, 000 niggas in my
Now which one of y'all down to ride
I gets off the underground doja
You that Click shit, that independent shit
It me feel like I want to
Got me a baggy of broccoli and a crooked eye 22
I feel crafty, I mean that but I great

I got a mirror in my and I practice lookin' hard
before I go to bed
I make sure that my there
I got a in my pocket and I practice lookin' hard
Mirror, make the call
the hardest of them all

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