Luyện nghe bài hát Corner

Memories on the corners the fo's and the mo's
Walk to the store for the rose, talking straightforward to
Got uncles that smoke, and put blow up they nose
To cope with the lows, the wind is cold and it
In socks and their soles, niggas holding they rolls
Corners leave opened and closed, hoping for mo'
nowhere to go, niggas rolling in droves
They shoot the wrong way, cause they knowin' their goals
The streets ain't safe they ain't knowing the code
By the foes I was told, either focus or
Got cousins with flows, hope they open some
So we can cop clothes and in a Rolls
Now I roll in a Olds, with windows don't roll
Down the roads where get broken and stole
These are the stories by Stony and Cottage Grove
The world is cold, the is hot as a stove
On the

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

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

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

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

The was our magic, our music, our politics
Fires raised as tribal dances and war
Broke out on different
Power to the
power
Black is

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

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

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