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 EZus
Who got fifty on the next
We stop at the store
We need D for the theme music
Snatch the from out the lawn
Fuck a cab take cracked out Yolanda's Saab
We gave bitch two wibbles
And off the a vehicle for that pillow
All the borough dun
What to Queens like Sutphin and 121
Farmers and
The got us on the BQE
Just to get a taste of that
We our smoke out to Coney Island posted up by the Himalaya
Pina Colada Champales mixed Dainey
That's St. in dun lingo
Spillin it on the floor for our dead
I spark the sequel
My niggas got
When we smoke that only go around once
Dogs we just killin
Somebody just got they shit twist on the fucking up the grind
So til it down
We just going at the
we wanna fuck right now

Son I'm on a bench high eatin wings and french fries
A crackhead spent his last bucks on six dimes
I'm one gram from big time a spliff away overdosin
My heart is broken my man smokin again
P I heard the open again
I spoke to Flex he said gonna let both of us in
Its to load up the autos and semis
I my nigga Spank was in the physical form of life
I got my uptown thugged out and icy
Mad
Jumpin out the white Jeep
Through with strugglin so I resume
Rap game or crack game my crew is bubblin
Yo three in the morning and them Ds on the still
Seems we was to kill
Yo P meet me on the
So we can jet through Queens in
And these motherfuckers how we rep this thing
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