Luyện nghe bài hát Palmdale

Yeah, yeah, like bums we used to stay
In the of la by the way
bangers killin' each other for rep
Sellin' rock on my doorstep

Had a ball to bounce a bike to ride
But my mamma never would let me play
But when I got enrolled in elementary
Started bangin' like a fool

So throwin' up gang signs to the gangster beat
an enemy from across the street
Mamma came home, she got a good job
Daddy did too, now they don't

Financially, we
2 months later, son, we
No more duckin' from shells
Bought a two-story in east palmdale
it to me now

(Hell yeah)
Come to me
(I you and I love you, baby)
Palmdale, come to me
(Check it out, check it out, it out)

No more rats and no more
Livin' next to football coaches
Now I got a new place to sell me
Now I got little white kids to

I stopped wearin' blue, wasn't on red
Too squabbin' with the skinheads
Stupid questions, the class
Rubbin' little girls on the ass

I really care if I passed or failed
I I was headed for the NFL
Until the game, shoulder got hurt
I thought about my future, layin' in the

I can't jump, I can't
Superstar player, ridin' the
Graduate from school don't me laugh
I got an F plus in math, give it to me now

(Hell yeah)
Come to me
(I do one song for my neighborhood)
Palmdale, come to me
(Check it out)

I knew I couldn't it in the white man's world
So I bought me some khakis and a geri
I knew I make it to the NFL
I went to east and started slingin' yeyo

Fo' I was makin' crazy dough
Shoulda dropped outta a long time ago
a cell phone, like a nut
Now I deliver like hut

I drunk whiskey and Bacardi, I sold dope to
Me and my homies sold dubs and
Took turns rhymes just to pass the time

A man drove up to my spot
He said, "Hey, homeboy, you got?"
I put a fat rock inside his
And 25 sheriffs jumped out the van get down, punk

(Hell, yeah)
Come to me
(I you and I love you, baby)
Palmdale, back to me
(Check it out, it out, check it out)

get drunk, can't get blunted
LA county, 95
Crips wanna my all-stars
wanna eat my snicker bars

Them pecker woods don't none
But the straight own one
Them essays, catorces, treces try to test me

So I jumped off the bed 'cause I no punk
his head up against the bunk
Socked that cholo in his
Black muthafucking scared to in

Sheriff broke it up we hit the floor
I talkin' shit 'cause I want some more
Back in town, we get along the brown
Now I'm in jail, they tryin' to me down

is hell, but I'll adapt, won't hesitate to get in a scrap
'Cause I'm down for mine, and that's for
in the hole with my knuckles hurtin'

(Hell, yeah)
Come to me
(I you and I love you, baby)
Palmdale, come to me
(Yeah it out, homeboy)

Now I got a up life, two bad kids and a naggin' wife
end job at the airport check too short to pay the house note
Turn on the TV then I see different homeboys that went to school me
Playin' in the NFL we used to back in east palmdale

Williams, Lorenz tate
Zeno plays for Colorado
I my homeboys much success
But at the time, I still get depressed

Walkin' through the with a cup full of gin
Thinkin' 'bout things that coulda, woulda, been
I wipe my tears, sip my beers, wish luck to my peers

Come to me
(I you and I love you, baby)

Come to me
(Palmdale)
('Cause where my heartache began, heartache began)

(Palmdale)
Come to me
(I need you and I you, baby)

(Oh yeah)
Come to me
('Cause that's where my began, heartache began)

(Yeah)
Come to me
(Hey, all the on the football team, where y'all at man, yeah)
(Hey, wherever you at in the world, I care if you in Japan, Africa)
Palmdale, come to me
(Hey you how we used to do it, man hey, hey, hey)

Yo, let me get a
(Palm)
Yo, let me get a
(Dale)
Yo, what do we
(Yeyo)
Yo, we fittin' to go?
(We fittin' to go to jail)

Yo, let me get a
(Palm)
Yo, let me get a
(Dale)
Yo, do we sell?
(Yeyo)
Yo, we fittin' to go?
(We to go back to jail)

Yo, let me get a
(Palm)
Yo, let me get a
(Dale)
Yo, what do we
(Yeyo)
Yo, we fittin' to go?
(We to go back to jail)

Yo, let me get a
(Palm)
Yo, let me get a
(Dale)
Yo, do we sell?
(Yeyo)
Yo, where we to go?
(We fittin' to go to jail)

Dale, yeah
(Hey, come on everybody just clap hands)
Dale, palmdale
(C'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
Dale, you're
(What, what, what)
(Yo AV come on y'all)

(Where falcons at?)
palmdale
(It ain't over the fat man sings)

(Little rock get none, what, what, what)
You're
Dale, you're
(Little can't get none)