Luyện nghe bài hát Palmdale

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

Had a ball to bounce plus a bike to
But my mamma never let me play outside
But I got enrolled in elementary school
Started bangin' like a fool

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

Financially, we
2 months later, son, we
No more duckin' shotgun 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 roaches
Livin' next door to coaches
Now I got a new to sell me crack
Now I got little white kids to

I stopped blue, wasn't trippin' on red
Too busy squabbin' with the
questions, distract the class
Rubbin' little white 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 about my future, layin' in the dirt

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

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

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

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

I drunk whiskey and Bacardi, I sold to anybody
Me and my homies dubs and dimes
Took bustin' rhymes just to pass the time

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

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

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

Them pecker woods don't want
But the Mexicans own one
Them essays, catorces, always try to test me

So I jumped off the bed 'cause I ain't no
his head up against the bunk
Socked cholo in his chin
muthafucking scared to jump in

Sheriff broke it up when we hit the
I kept talkin' shit 'cause I want more
in town, we get along with the brown
Now I'm in jail, they tryin' to beat me

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

(Hell, yeah)
Come to me
(I need you and I 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 went to school with me
Playin' in the NFL we used to kick back in east

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

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

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

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

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

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

(Yeah)
Come to me
(Hey, all the homeboys on the football team, where at man, yeah)
(Hey, wherever you at in the world, I don't 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, do we sell?
(Yeyo)
Yo, where we 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)

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)

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)

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

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

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