Luyện nghe bài hát Escobar '97

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

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

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

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

I mean before this, I used to rock a with the donuts
Now I up, got it chromed up
Got the rap sewn up, sho-nuff
Niggas cool but it's really no love
I feel a buzz, off the dutch

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

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

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 hard being Escobarro
Red, sippin' Dom out the bottle
My life is like a Goines novel
We wave like bravo

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

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

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

Amply, in this thug's 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, hood 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 slingers now rap are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to

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

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

The crews up, findin' time to rocks
real, you violate, be in a pine box
If it go there, I lay you before you lay me, crazy
I didn't make the game, the game me
Records for the babies so they up in mansions
Haters keep hating, and ladies'll keep

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