Luyện nghe bài hát Ricky

[Intro: in the Hood]
"Shit! Rick!
man! "

"Ricky! "
"Help me! me! Somebody, help me! "
"Ricky, Ricky! "
"Ricky! "

1:]
Blood of a slave, of a giant
Had to leave Aftermath, Dre said I was too
That was five years ago, how fast it go
Destroyin' Interscope, shot myself like
But fuck that, blaze one, where the yo?
Hit the freeway and see how the Aston go
Roll the window down, clip off the so
You can see all my diamonds and how much I blow
How many bitches I fuck, how many I drive
How many goons I got, count 'em and all outside
try to shut me up like Malcom
But in the window caine smoking was the outcome
Sometimes I get a little and pop a Valium
Hit Hollywood night and knock down a stallion
So niggas twice about my medallion or
hear Cuba Gooding yelling "Ricky! "
My nostalgia is one hundred percent Compton and zero snitch
Park a Bentley and the Phantom on while I use the bitch
Made the fitted more famous than Griffey did
And just to think, several years ago tried to split his wig
Two to the chest, his heart, one hit his rib
Then I blacked out, like a movie, all I hear...

2:]
Feelin' all fucked up, up to a doctor
All I think about, was that the cops took my weed and my choppers
They want me to sing, like Sinatra, I told the
Get this clear like vodka
five shots created a monster
Hell's Kitchen comin' out of Compton
I Boyz in the Hood, Morris Chestnut was a actor
2Pac was the real "Ricky! "
Then they shot the nigga that shot him, I swear to God
If I'm lying Compton is New York and I'm Rakim
I'm from where niggas get murdered over rims
And punched in the jaw just for a brim
Nobody let the cops in, we ain't got no options
to be a boxer, but I was boxed in
Then my grandmother house went up for
And that's what tipped [?], I'm goin' back to buy the block
Too niggas locked in, dig up Cochran and defend all my niggas
With faith under stockings, rather face God then 25 with no options
If Compton ain't the capital, we in the top ten
Drive by our face painted, like a clown
a tre-pound, forty shells bouncin' off the ground
This how my room sound, when my brother got shot down...

from Boyz in the Hood: Crying