Luyện nghe bài hát Roped Off

Compton Boulevard,
Rosecrans,
Don't get this roped off
Don't get this roped off

Boulevard, Wilmington
Rosecrans,
Y'all gon' get motherfucker roped off
Y'all gon' get this roped off

on Brazil and Wilmington
Red flag, red khakis, red
steel got 'em trembling
Stomp a nigga out (In what?) in my
Red dot on head, nigga
you work at 7/11 or you dead, nigga
Your auntie stay here but you don't
cousins might make it out the hood, but nigga you won't
Fresh out the shop, RIP to G man
West Side Bompton, my been on C-SPAN
My been on CNN, my hood's been on watch
My city's in the middle of Long and Watts
I'm at the Burgers, eating fries
Now how many niggas done eating number 5?
Been shot a times, but I'm alive
Hub hustler, I'll show you how to survive, nigga

Compton Boulevard,
Rosecrans,
Don't get motherfucker roped off
Don't get this roped off

Compton Boulevard,
Rosecrans,
Y'all gon' get this roped off
Y'all gon' get this motherfucker off

Wear Chucks, don't gang bang, I baddies
show you how to stuff 100 P's in turkey baggies
Rubber gloves, dark spray, no
Riding steel, tell fall flabby
L's bro I'm relapsing to the old days
In and out of spouses, middle and the cocaine
Finger on the trigger 'cause niggas ain't trynna
And bitches ain't shit, so niggas ain't trynna wife
Who love? Million dollar weed plugs
cold as Sunset, RIP to Key Club
Hoes never up, D2B
Nigga he was a foolie 'til he seen me!
West Side baby, tripping off nothin'
out a winner like Peyton
Still 100, like Daytons, gold or the
Same a nigga gone like Martin and Jerome

Compton Boulevard,
Rosecrans,
Don't get this motherfucker off
Don't get motherfucker roped off

Boulevard, Wilmington
Rosecrans,
gon' get this motherfucker roped off
Y'all gon' get this motherfucker off

Aye man, just tell God and lift me
and talk to the devil, man this nigga stay busy
Don't get it twisted, just 'cause we don't wear Dickies
You ain't heard of Mossberg, you know you ain't the city
Man, I was born in this
We thought we knew the answer way we seen options
Do you know the feeling to niggas out watching
With kid out shopping, you gon' still yell "Bompton!"?
Man, I lost hope
Hope you a Thug to the when we Cross Roads
Too many RIP shirts your turf, wait
We trying to figure why y'all got mid in the place
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, know my on the wait
Wait, wait, wait, somebody finna pay
hit Stanford, man I just left the A
We don't recognize your car, you ain't coming in the
On West Side

Boulevard, Wilmington
Rosecrans,
Don't get this roped off
Don't get motherfucker roped off

Compton Boulevard,
Rosecrans,
Y'all gon' get motherfucker roped off
Y'all get this motherfucker roped off