Luyện nghe bài hát The Ave.

These are the words that I wrote so I that ya don't man
I'll never joke about the coke that smokin'
Understand you're fuckin' up, up the block
Got shot rocked and that's just where the shit

What's the of this? I must be dreaming
Everybody's when I see men dealing
For a rhyme or rope or a dime of
Sometimes I rhyme I'm crying broke

Many, many, records broke laws, broke jaws
A few ago I had to pause during that time, me and my man
Was chilling on the with a quart in our hands
A beef out, at Soul Kitchen spot

It was crazy Baby Pop, got shot
I seen him drop came the cops sayin'
"Nobody run, stop", I wanted to run
'Cause I was my gun

Darryl packin mine, strapped with my nine
on the wall, that's what the cop said
"Everyone complied, except Bald Dread", he
"Blood boi me nah hafa deal wit' dat
Yo, I'm a for de world dem call I'm Darryl Mack"

I turned and said, "Word up cop!"
He said, "D.M.C., take your ass the block"
If it happened to him, it could to you
'Cause that's what's on The Avenue
I, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, na, na, na, na, na, The Ave

Now on The Ave, what steal and they dealin' away
I got the feelin' the will never ever pay
'Cause on the street, never in the fast lane
You go to jail or get a bullet in your

laugh and smile at a stick-up
A man in a rut, shakin' a big cup
People his ass and say, "Tough luck"
To waste time for a dime is cold up

A loud in the air, not rare
A brother to the ground, nobody cares
You ask why, the baby cry, a man
give a damn, that's how they livin' on The Ave, uh

Away from The Ave, they have what's called the
Another world of girls crawl the backseats
Systems that are kickin', sinkin' black beats
(This and that on [unverified] street)

I the time there was a jam in [unverified], the music
No [unverified] till after dark when the shit starts happening
(Brother from The Ave, and that again)
move in the back and a quarter in the jar

Find the rules by the court in the park
And the [unverified] by the bench the 40 dogs spark
The crowd crowds around like they found Ark
The young, hung, and on a swing

Glidin' and and ride the ding a ling
I see a kid by the see, so he saw
(Near the bars, funky cars we adore)
I'm throwin' to the gate [unverified]

(And my man Japan got wicked for sure)
Do me a favor when you with your crew
You gotta check out, out, The Avenue