Luyện nghe bài hát Corner

Memories on the corners with the and the mo's
Walk to the store for the rose, straightforward to hoes
Got uncles that smoke, and some put blow up they
To cope with the lows, the is cold and it blows
In their socks and their soles, niggas holding rolls
Corners souls opened and closed, hoping for mo'
With to go, niggas rolling in droves
shoot the wrong way, cause they ain't knowin' their goals
The streets ain't safe they ain't knowing the code
By the foes I was told, either or fold
Got cousins with flows, hope they some doors
So we can cop and roll in a Rolls
Now I roll in a Olds, with windows don't roll
Down the roads cars get broken and stole
These are the told by Stony and Cottage Grove
The world is cold, the is hot as a stove
On the

I wish I could give you feeling
I wish I could this feeling
On the corners niggas rob or
And dying to make a living, huh?

We overstated, we underrated, we
The corner was our time time stood still and
and snakeskins and
Yellow and pink and

Street lights and deep nights, cats trying to eat
Riding no-seat-bikes, with work to feed
So they can get sweet Nike's, head and they feet right
Desires of life, cars and weed types
It's to breathe nights, days are thief-like
The beasts the streets, the police is Greek-like
at its peak, we speak and believe hype
Bang in the streets hats left or deep right
It's life, coming up where niggas is sheep-like
Rappers and hoopers, we to be like
G's with three strikes, that need light
Cheese and recite, needs and BE
The corner, struggle and greed fight
We write songs wrong 'cause it's hard to see right
Look to the sky, hoping it bleed light
Reality's a bitch, and I heard she bites
The

I wish I could give you this
I I could give this feeling
On the corners rob or kill
And dying just to a living, huh?

The was our magic, our music, our politics
raised as tribal dances and war cries
Broke out on different
to the people
Black
is beautiful

Black church services, murderers, serving burgers
As cats gold permanents, move they bags as herbalists
The dirt isn't just fertile, it's people working and this
The curb getters go where the flow and the current is
It's so hot that niggas to live
The furnace is, where the money moving, the live
We talk shit, lotto, and buy German beers
It's so black packed with that's affirmative
The

I wish I give you this feeling
I wish I could give this
On the niggas rob or kill
And dying just to a living, huh?

The corner was our of Gibraltar, our Stonehenge
Our Taj Mahal, our
Our to freedom, to peace, and to love
Down on the