Luyện nghe bài hát Escobar '97

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

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

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

Pretentious, arrogant is senseless
Pro-ball players with white wives, they 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 seem

I mean before this, I used to a taurus with the donuts
Now I up, got it chromed up
Got the rap game sewn up,
Niggas acting cool but it's really no
I feel a slow buzz, off the

This is everyday, every
Got to make it pay, every I learnt
Got me open while most of these stay burnt

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

Money, cash, weed,
Ghetto celebrities, hood 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 being
Elderado Red, sippin' Dom out the
My life is like a Donald Goines
We wave like bravo

Drunk niggas with mad problems, and shot
My niggas from the rock this
Box cocaine, cook it and it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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