Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Scene

The night time is an ill time 'nuff crime
Happens that never gets aired on the
TV stations, public
Gives the okay for what aired in the nation

You got the world lookin' at "I Love Lucy"
Talented bitches on the corner sellin'
A variety'll give your friend for a 10
Christians rimshots

Do more than barbershops will
Open their legs to the public for a
Damn it's a shame, the shit looks
College sometime kneel

Check out the crack scene there
Those two motherfuckers gonna about a million this year
Sell to their for a Benz
their race for a taste

For what they call or see as the good life
nuggets, lots of ducats
Beeper number
stone so we can see your bones

'Cause most crackheads don't have fat
Skull all soft, it can like eggs
You fiend for the flavor, for the hit
Grandma's home, so you bust her shit

Send her to the hospital, for twenty
Beam for a an hour, that's fucked
Other your high, for a few stay low
Ten minutes later, you some blow

So you'll eventually croak, maybe by a
You don't want the good life , no you coke
Now come the robbers, they just
They move like cats, some on

vic anything up to Jeeps
These motherfuckers play for
They'll do that's on their mind
come nine deep, plus pack nines

They don't care, shed no tears
Don't try to appeal for 'cause it's silly
They wear Polo coats, baseball
The elderly is the main course and the

These young that leave their cribs
Hang on the streets, then these
Slide up on the scene with a certain
And then out but they're countin' your green

And now you're
And you to redeem
But it's a different
With rules, the night scene

Yo baby this out
is gettin' kinda hard, youknowhatI'msayin'?
Yo bitch, you gonna have to get me serious money
On motherfucker, youknowhatI'msayin'?

You better go out and
Find friends for five dollars or some shit

'Cause y'know, if I don't get my
You know gonna happen right?
Somebody get hurt out this motherfucker
You that, you know that

The night time is a time to flow
You gotta know the rules or they'll let you
Your can't take the pressure, of the scene
Peripheral vision and must be keen

'Cause this is a place far from clean
Apocalypse Now, but later on you say it's a
But it's not a dream, reality
Stand on the and you're a goner

Go home and chill your mom's wing
I will sing, hopefully
A new alternative to make some
But stay home, not the night scene, on

Yo where the motherfuckin' money at huh?
Nah, I don't wanna hear nuttin' no
and tuition shit
I just my motherfuckin' money, now bitch

So let's do this
You holdin' out tonight
'Cause I'll fly motherfuckin' head
about now, okay?