Luyện nghe bài hát Corner

Memories on the corners with the fo's and the
to the store for the rose, talking straightforward to hoes
Got uncles that smoke, and put blow up they nose
To cope with the lows, the wind is cold and it
In socks and their soles, niggas holding they rolls
Corners leave souls and closed, hoping for mo'
With nowhere to go, niggas in droves
They shoot the wrong way, cause ain't knowin' their goals
The streets ain't safe cause they ain't knowing the
By the foes I was told, focus 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, windows that don't roll
Down the roads cars get broken and stole
These are the stories by Stony and Cottage Grove
The world is cold, the block is hot as a
On the

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

We overstated, we underrated, we
The corner was our time when time stood and
Gators and and
Yellow and pink and

Street lights and deep nights, cats to eat right
Riding no-seat-bikes, with work to hypes
So they can get sweet Nike's, head and they feet right
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 believe
Bang in the streets hats cocked left or right
It's steep life, coming up niggas is sheep-like
Rappers and hoopers, we to be like
G's with three strikes, that need light
and recite, needs and BE strife
The corner, where struggle and fight
We write songs about wrong it's hard to see right
Look to the sky, hoping it will light
Reality's a bitch, and I heard that she
The

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

The was our magic, our music, our politics
Fires raised as tribal dances and war
Broke out on different
Power to the
power
Black is

Black church services, murderers, Arabs serving
As cats gold permanents, move they 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, where the money moving, the determined
We talk shit, play lotto, and buy beers
It's so black with action that's affirmative
The

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

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