Luyện nghe bài hát Light Switch

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1]
Gold teeth on my spoon
Frosted on the paint job
Country boy from that pit of
White folks that you rob
Yeah, at fourteen four-zeros of St. Ides
Fifth grade a switchblade
Pentagrams on my fake
Levis from the shop
Busta on my feet, FUCK
Daddy's in the [?] now
stuck in my cleats, WHAT
all in the J O B
Flame tip to cheaba cheaba
Seeds poppin' like Bama
Meet in these green Adidas
Grass stains from the home
Cargo pants full of
Crushed in my watch pocket
No to these [?]
Geeked up, out
eyed, brain fried
Mouth full, out
Mushrooms, dried
Backwoods cannot the dope
Gotta half an O in a bowl
girls in a web trap
Brainwashed a vegetable
Take of this blood soup
it's just me and you
Blood with a twenty-two
and the bitch is through

Light switch, nah
They shut the power off
Ain't that a bitch, ya'll
Gotta get my neighbor up just to make a
Light switch, fuck
I'ma a notepad, I'mma write it off
That's right bitch, turn it off
Looking at this shit, it's like to a light switch

2]
Out to my old life with tall-boy
Drink it to the spit bath
Ice on the floorboard
Role models get that
My motto was just laugh
Laugh it off and get mad
Either way I'm up on the
Looking for cars to bricks at
Anarchy is in my
fingers and pipe bombs
That's how I stay
no dad, right mom?
Fishing on the hat brim
Grease under my white
Hard truth to this world
Learned quick to fight
thanks to the microwave
I'm a when I'm home alone
Tryin' a cook a banana for me and Betty to smoke on
Tin foil with a big makes no smoke, hood smoke
the [?] I was packing res' with [?]
Skull up them cross bones that's no place to borrow soap
Pirates out in deep south go pop pills like Pablo
Don't speak Spanish heat manage
watch and them pine cops
And the black suit them mag lights
We them dope boys in the box

3]
Trench in the hallway
That man's got an old gun
But when Pop left, got them keys
age gap is a short jump
Babies all in that sight
drop on that Jesus piece
Black clothes, Johnny
Come and you leave in peace
stripes, red stripes
White stars, night
That banner's up in that trailer
Them pigs flashing them blue
Psychological
Power trip and pat you down
ya growth with a steel cage
That'll make a man act a clown
Tire treads on them gravel
Old school with them hoods
Baby seats of crystal meth
High risk but the good
Sherm sticks in the hand
Parliaments I smoke by the
Watching all of this in my
To the butt, nothing to waste
Grease of the nation's pit
Oh how they savor it
Hoods like flies yeah
They got a plan for you, just for it
That statue was a bitch
But man I liberated
Took this shit a dung beetle
I had a ball, I