Luyện nghe bài hát Escobar '97

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

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

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

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

I mean before this, I used to rock a taurus the donuts
Now I grown up, got it up
Got the rap game sewn up,
Niggas cool but it's really no love
I feel a buzz, off the dutch

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

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

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

With so drama in QBC
It's hard being Escobarro
Elderado Red, Dom out the bottle
My is like a Donald Goines novel
We wave like bravo

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

Looking to profit, in different
Goin' through this difficult stage, life
But each my physical's praised

Some fell beyond the of help
Cut in the street, they could teach theyself
When all we wanted was a of wealth
And randomly, our family, the streets are insanity

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

Honies, cash, weed,
Ghetto celebrities, 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 now rap singers are who we are
Went from to Nas, to Nas to Escobar

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

Halftime, New York state of mind, it was was hittin'
Trips overseas, southeast, and riches
Sleepin' on the plane up when we land
Feelin' scared, on the ground
Rollie flush, princess cuts, and large

The crews up, findin' 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
for the babies so they raised up in mansions
Haters keep hating, and ladies'll keep

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