Luyện nghe bài hát Escobar '97

Honies, cash, weed,
Ghetto celebrities, hood movie
Gat now rap singers are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to

The path we all walk, out long it's like a boardwalk
Monopoly, some make it around, some go down, it's
Happy days balancing with life's
Hoppin' in V's, knowin' day I got to lead properly

up in a five realizing the price paid
For life laid in the light shade
One might say, top of the world's two whips, a crib and a
Quick to celebrate it, corks like they made it

Pretentious, niggas is senseless
Pro-ball players with white wives, peep they night
While you could catch me in a white five
tinted, dijon-scented, with Al Green on, my theme song
Love and happiness, how can it wrong?

I before this, I used to rock a taurus with the donuts
Now I grown up, got it up
Got the rap sewn up, sho-nuff
Niggas acting but it's really no love
I a slow buzz, off the dutch

This is everyday, every
Got to make it pay, lesson I learnt
Got me open most of these rappers'll stay burnt

Honies, cash, weed,
Ghetto celebrities, movie stars
Gat slingers now rap are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to

Money, cash, weed,
celebrities, hood movie stars
Gat now rap singers are who we are
from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar

With so much in QBC
It's hard being Escobarro
Elderado Red, Dom out the bottle
My life is a Donald Goines novel
We wave glasses like

Drunk niggas with mad problems, and shot
My niggas the block rock this
Box cocaine, it and chop it

to profit, in different ways
Goin' through this difficult stage, life
But year my physical's praised

Some beyond the reach of help
Cut in the street, thinkin' they could teach
When all we wanted was a piece of
And randomly, feed our family, the are insanity

Amply, living in this thug's
Richest in show biz is what I plan to be
Heavy and my QB sway, living this king's life
Magazines write about me, in this dream all tight

Honies, cash, weed,
Ghetto celebrities, hood movie
Gat now rap singers are who we are
from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar

Money, cash, weed,
Ghetto celebrities, hood stars
Gat now rap singers are who we are
Went from to Nas, to Nas to Escobar

Now the main thing that boggle my brain be all the bottles of
Iced the chain and all the came
They to throw me off track but I caught that
thought I lost that but I'm continuing to make more stacks

Halftime, New York state of mind, it was was hittin'
Trips overseas, southeast, and riches
Sleepin' on the plane up when we land
Feelin' scared, on the ground
Rollie flush, princess cuts, and rounds

The up, findin' time to shine rocks
real, you violate, be in a pine box
If it go there, I lay you before you lay me, crazy
I didn't make the game, the game me
Records for the babies so they raised up in
Haters keep hating, and keep glancing

know the routine out this [Incomprehensible], word up