Luyện nghe bài hát Corner

Memories on the corners with the fo's and the
Walk to the store for the rose, talking to hoes
Got uncles smoke, and some put blow up they nose
To cope with the lows, the is cold and it blows
In their socks and soles, niggas holding they rolls
Corners leave souls opened and closed, for mo'
nowhere to go, niggas rolling in droves
They shoot the way, cause they ain't knowin' their goals
The streets ain't safe cause they knowing the code
By the foes I was told, either or fold
Got cousins with flows, hope they open doors
So we can cop and roll in a Rolls
Now I roll in a Olds, with windows don't roll
the roads where 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 give you feeling
I wish I could this feeling
On the corners niggas rob or
And dying just to make a living,

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

Street lights and deep nights, trying to eat right
Riding no-seat-bikes, with to feed hypes
So they can get sweet Nike's, they head and they feet
Desires of street life, cars and types
It's hard to nights, days are thief-like
The roam the streets, the police is Greek-like
Game at its peak, we speak and believe
Bang in the streets hats cocked or deep right
It's life, coming up where niggas is sheep-like
and hoopers, we strive to be like
G's with strikes, seeds that need light
Cheese and recite, and BE strife
The corner, where struggle and greed
We songs about wrong 'cause it's hard to see right
Look to the sky, hoping it bleed light
Reality's a bitch, and I that she bites
The

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

The corner was our magic, our music, our
Fires raised as tribal and war cries
out on different corners
Power to the
Black
Black is

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

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

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