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 gotta stop at the
We need D batteries for the theme
the biscuits from out the lawn
Fuck a cab take cracked out Yolanda's Saab
We gave that bitch two
And skated off the a vehicle for that
All outside the dun
What happened to Queens Sutphin and 121
and 116th
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 for our dead people
I spark the sequel
My got lungs
When we that shit only go around once
Dogs we just killin
just got they shit twist on the block fucking up the grind
So til it down
We just going at the
we wanna fuck right now

Son I'm on a bench eatin chicken wings and french fries
A crackhead spent his last bucks on six dimes
I'm one from big time a spliff away from overdosin
My heart is broken my man started again
P I heard the tunnel open
I spoke to Flex he said he's let both of us in
Its time to load up the and semis
I wish my nigga Spank was in the physical form of
I got my uptown Nikes out and icy
Mad
Jumpin out the cocaine Jeep
Through with so I resume hustlin
Rap game or game my crew is still bubblin
Yo three in the and them Ds on the corner still
we was born to kill
Yo P meet me on the
So we can jet Queens in SUVs
And show these how we rep this thing
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