Luyện nghe bài hát Escobar '97

Honies, cash, weed,
celebrities, hood movie stars
Gat slingers now rap are who we are
from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar

The we all walk, starts out long it's like a boardwalk
Monopoly, some make it around, some go down, prophecy
days balancing with life's atrocities
Hoppin' in V's, some day I got to lead properly

High up in a five realizing the paid
For life laid in the light shade
One might say, top of the two whips, a crib and a girl
to celebrate it, poppin' corks like they made it

Pretentious, niggas is senseless
Pro-ball players with white wives, peep they lives
While you catch me in a crisp white five
Dark tinted, dijon-scented, Al Green on, my theme song
and happiness, how can it seem wrong?

I before this, I used to rock a taurus with the donuts
Now I grown up, got it up
Got the rap sewn up, sho-nuff
Niggas acting cool but it's really no
I feel a buzz, off the dutch

This is everyday, second
Got to make it pay, every I learnt
Got me while most of these rappers'll stay burnt

Honies, cash, weed,
Ghetto celebrities, hood stars
Gat now rap singers are who we are
Went Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar

Money, cash, weed,
Ghetto celebrities, movie stars
Gat now rap singers are who we are
Went Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar

With so much in QBC
It's hard being Escobarro
Elderado Red, sippin' Dom out the
My life is like a Goines novel
We wave like bravo

Drunk niggas with mad problems, and pockets
My niggas the block rock this
Box cocaine, it and chop it

Looking to profit, in different
Goin' through this difficult stage, called
But each year my physical's

Some fell the reach of help
Cut in the street, thinkin' they teach theyself
When all we wanted was a piece of
And randomly, feed our family, the are insanity

Amply, living in this fantasy
Richest nigga in show biz is I plan to be
Heavy chain and my QB sway, living this king's
write about me, in this dream it's all tight

Honies, cash, weed,
Ghetto celebrities, hood movie
Gat slingers now rap are who we are
Went from to Nas, to Nas to Escobar

Money, cash, weed,
Ghetto celebrities, hood movie
Gat slingers now rap are who we are
from Nasty to Nas, to Nas to Escobar

Now the main thing that boggle my brain be all the of pain
Iced the chain and all the followers
tried to throw me off track but I caught that
They I lost that but I'm continuing to make more stacks

Halftime, New York state of mind, it was was hittin'
Trips overseas, southeast, and riches
Sleepin' on the wake up when we land
real scared, on the ground
Rollie flush, princess cuts, and rounds

The crews up, time to shine rocks
real, you violate, be in a pine box
If it go there, I lay you before you lay me, crazy
I didn't the game, the game made me
for the babies so they raised up in mansions
Haters keep hating, and ladies'll glancing

Y'all know the routine out this [Incomprehensible], up