Luyện nghe bài hát Corner

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

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

We overstated, we underrated, we
The was our time when 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, they head and they feet
of street life, cars and weed types
It's to breathe nights, days are thief-like
The beasts the streets, the police is Greek-like
Game at its peak, we speak and hype
Bang in the streets cocked left or deep right
It's steep life, coming up where is sheep-like
Rappers and hoopers, we to be like
G's with three strikes, seeds that light
Cheese and recite, needs and BE
The corner, struggle and greed fight
We write songs about wrong it's hard to see right
Look to the sky, it will 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 niggas rob or kill
And dying to make a living, huh?

The corner was our magic, our music, our
Fires raised as tribal dances and war
Broke out on corners
to the people
Black
is beautiful

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

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

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