Luyện nghe bài hát Escobar '97

Honies, cash, weed,
Ghetto celebrities, hood stars
Gat slingers now rap are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to

The path we all walk, starts out long it's like a
Monopoly, make it around, some go down, it's prophecy
Happy balancing with life's atrocities
Hoppin' in V's, knowin' day I got to lead properly

High up in a five realizing the paid
For this laid in the light shade
One might say, top of the two whips, a crib and a girl
to celebrate it, poppin' corks like they made it

Pretentious, arrogant niggas is
Pro-ball players with white wives, peep night lives
While you could catch me in a crisp white
Dark tinted, dijon-scented, with Al Green on, my theme
and happiness, how can it seem wrong?

I mean before this, I used to a taurus with the donuts
Now I up, got it chromed up
Got the rap game up, sho-nuff
Niggas acting but it's really no love
I feel a slow buzz, off the

is everyday, every second
Got to make it pay, every I learnt
Got me while most of these rappers'll stay burnt

Honies, cash, weed,
celebrities, hood movie stars
Gat slingers now rap are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to

Money, cash, weed,
Ghetto celebrities, hood stars
Gat slingers now rap are who we are
Went from to Nas, to Nas to Escobar

so much drama in QBC
It's kinda being Escobarro
Elderado Red, sippin' Dom out the
My life is a Donald Goines novel
We glasses like bravo

Drunk with mad problems, and shot pockets
My niggas from the rock this
Box cocaine, it and chop it

to profit, in different ways
Goin' through this stage, called life
But year my physical's praised

Some beyond the reach of help
Cut in the street, thinkin' they teach theyself
all we wanted was a piece of wealth
And randomly, feed our family, the are insanity

Amply, living in thug's fantasy
Richest in show biz is what I plan to be
Heavy chain and my QB sway, this king's life
Magazines write about me, in dream it's all tight

Honies, cash, weed,
Ghetto celebrities, movie stars
Gat slingers now rap are who we are
Went from to Nas, to Nas to Escobar

Money, cash, weed,
Ghetto celebrities, movie stars
Gat now rap singers are who we are
from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar

Now the main thing that boggle my brain be all the bottles of
Iced the and all the followers came
They tried to throw me off track but I that
They thought I lost but I'm continuing to make more stacks

Halftime, New York of mind, it was written was hittin'
Trips overseas, southeast, and riches
Sleepin' on the plane wake up when we
Feelin' real scared, on the
Rollie flush, princess cuts, and rounds

The crews up, time to shine rocks
real, you violate, be in a pine box
If it go there, I lay you you lay me, it's crazy
I didn't the game, the game made me
Records for the so they raised up in mansions
Haters keep hating, and keep glancing

know the routine out this [Incomprehensible], word up