Luyện nghe bài hát Escobar '97

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

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

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

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

I mean before this, I used to a taurus 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 a slow buzz, off the dutch

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

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

Money, cash, weed,
Ghetto celebrities, movie stars
Gat now rap singers are who we are
Went from 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 novel
We glasses like bravo

niggas with mad problems, and shot pockets
My niggas from the block this
Box cocaine, cook it and it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The up, findin' 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 make the game, the made me
Records for the babies so raised up in mansions
Haters keep hating, and keep glancing

Y'all know the routine out this [Incomprehensible], up