Luyện nghe bài hát Three

Yo dun we got guns in the
Its three at
I'm about to take the last swallow of the EZus
Who got fifty on the next
We stop at the store
We need D batteries for the music
the biscuits from out the lawn
Fuck a cab lets cracked out Yolanda's Saab
We gave that two wibbles
And skated off the a vehicle for that
All the borough dun
What happened to Queens Sutphin and 121
Farmers and
The got us on the BQE
Just to get a taste of that
We took our smoke out to Coney Island up by the Himalaya
Pina Colada Champales mixed with
That's St. in dun lingo
it on the floor for our dead people
While I spark the
My got lungs
When we smoke that shit go around once
Dogs we just time
Somebody just got they twist on the block fucking up the grind
So til it down
We just at the sluts
Bitch we wanna fuck now

Son I'm on a bench high eatin chicken wings and french
A crackhead fuck spent his last on six dimes
I'm one gram big time a spliff away from overdosin
My heart is broken my man smokin again
P I heard the tunnel open
I spoke to Flex he said he's gonna let of us in
Its time to load up the autos and
I wish my nigga Spank was in the physical form of
I got my uptown Nikes out and icy
Mad
Jumpin out the cocaine Jeep
Through strugglin so I resume hustlin
Rap game or crack game my is still bubblin
Yo three in the morning and them Ds on the corner
Seems we was born to
Yo P me on the hill
So we can jet through in SUVs
And show these how we rep this thing
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