Luyện nghe bài hát Three

Yo dun we got guns in the
Its at night
I'm about to take the last swallow of the Jesus
Who got fifty on the next
We stop at the store
We D batteries for the theme music
Snatch the from out the lawn
Fuck a cab lets take out Yolanda's Saab
We that bitch two wibbles
And skated off the a vehicle for that
All the borough dun
happened to Queens like Sutphin and 121
Farmers and
The got us on the BQE
Just to get a taste of greenery
We took our smoke out to Coney Island posted up by the
Colada Champales mixed with Dainey
That's St. Ides in dun
Spillin it on the floor for our dead
I spark the sequel
My got lungs
When we smoke that shit only go around
Dogs we just killin
Somebody just got they shit twist on the block fucking up the
So til it pipe
We just going at the
Bitch we fuck right now

Son I'm on a bench high eatin chicken and french fries
A crackhead fuck spent his bucks on six dimes
I'm one gram from big time a spliff from overdosin
My heart is broken my man started smokin
P I heard the open again
I to Flex he said he's gonna let both of us in
Its time to load up the autos and
I wish my nigga Spank was in the physical form of
I got my uptown Nikes out and icy
Mad
Jumpin out the cocaine white
Through with strugglin so I hustlin
Rap or crack game my crew is still bubblin
Yo in the morning and them Ds on the corner still
we was born to kill
Yo P me on the hill
So we can jet through in SUVs
And these motherfuckers how we rep this thing
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