Luyện nghe bài hát Palmdale

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

Had a ball to bounce plus a bike to
But my mamma never would let me outside
But when I got enrolled in school
Started bangin' like a fucking

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

Financially, we
2 months later, son, we
No more from 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, it out, check it out)

No more rats and no more
Livin' next door to football
Now I got a new to sell me crack
Now I got white kids to jack

I stopped wearin' blue, trippin' on red
Too squabbin' with the skinheads
Stupid questions, distract the
little white girls on the ass

I didn't care if I passed or failed
I knew I was for the NFL
the playoff game, shoulder got hurt
I thought my future, layin' in the dirt

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

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

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

Fo' sho' I was makin' dough
Shoulda dropped outta a long time ago
Bought a phone, like a nut
Now I like pizza hut

I whiskey and Bacardi, I sold dope to anybody
Me and my homies sold and dimes
Took turns bustin' rhymes just to the time

A white man drove up to my
He said, "Hey, homeboy, you got?"
I put a fat inside his hand
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 take my all-stars
Bloods wanna eat my bars

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

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

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

Jail is hell, but I'll adapt, hesitate to get in a scrap
'Cause I'm for mine, and that's for certain
Sittin' in the hole with my knuckles

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

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

Rodney Williams, tate
Zeno plays for state
I wish my homeboys success
But at the same time, I get depressed

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

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

Come to me
(Palmdale)
('Cause that's where my heartache began, 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 homeboys on the 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 know how we 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 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 fittin' to go to jail)

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

(Where falcons at?)
You're
(It ain't 'til the fat man sings)

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