Luyện nghe bài hát Rasool

His was Rasool
Carmel boy from the twenty two
Rough on the but inside he was cool
Rasool was a but also a fool

Back on the block again the same crew
Tariq from the west side, little John the Avenue
Always seen 'em 'bout a to two
hands with everybody
But at the same time the blues
And ohh he it on
Shakin' hands what was in his pockets was gone
He'd be in the cold with his bubble goose on
But somehow, I knew he wasn't warm

Around ten thirty on dreary night
His boys they were hungry
Wanted to get a bite, now they send a runner
Rasool knew it right
But he stayed anyway tryin' to get the he liked
Ohh, how the rang in the streets
Hittin' in the surrounding vicinity
Children of children, one young to be
And lay dead on my North Philly street

At fifteen years old, it was the death I'd seen
But in years to come there'd be many brothers slained
Tryin' to win at the
But the ain't designed for no kind of winning
Oh is a friend of Rasool, begging you to think about
you do and who you call your crew
The very choices you make, may a Rasool out of you
Now you don't that, do you?
You want that, do you?
Do you? Do you? Do you? Do
You don't that
You don't want
You don't that
You don't that