Luyện nghe bài hát Escobar '97

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

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

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

Pretentious, arrogant is senseless
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
Love and happiness, how can it wrong?

I mean before this, I used to rock a taurus with the
Now I grown up, got it up
Got the rap sewn up, sho-nuff
Niggas acting cool but really no love
I a slow buzz, off the dutch

is everyday, every second
Got to it pay, every lesson I learnt
Got me open while 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,
Ghetto celebrities, movie stars
Gat now rap singers are who we are
from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar

With so drama in QBC
It's kinda hard Escobarro
Elderado Red, sippin' Dom out the
My life is like a Donald Goines
We wave glasses like

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

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

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

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

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, movie stars
Gat slingers now rap are who we are
Went from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to

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

Halftime, New York of mind, it was written was hittin'
Trips overseas, southeast, and riches
Sleepin' on the plane wake up we land
Feelin' 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, it's
I didn't make the game, the made me
Records for the babies so they up in mansions
Haters keep hating, and ladies'll keep

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