Luyện nghe bài hát Light Switch

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1]
Gold on my silver spoon
Frosted on the paint job
boy from that pit of goons
White that you can't rob
Yeah, at fourteen sippin' four-zeros of St.
grade with a switchblade
Pentagrams on my watch
Levis the thrift shop
Busta on my feet, FUCK
Daddy's in the [?] now
stuck in my cleats, WHAT
all in the J O B
Flame tip to that cheaba
Seeds poppin' like does
girls in these green Adidas
Grass stains from the walk
Cargo pants of M80's
Crushed in my watch pocket
No to these [?]
up, tripped out
Tired eyed, fried
full, lips out
Mushrooms, sack
Backwoods cannot the dope
Gotta an O in a crystal bowl
Young in a web trap
Brainwashed liked a
Take some of this soup
Kinfolk just me and you
mates with a twenty-two
Witchcraft and the is through

Light switch, nah
They shut the motherfucking off
Ain't that a bitch, ya'll
Gotta get my up just to make a call
switch, fuck ya'll
I'ma grab a notepad, write it off
That's right bitch, I'mma it off
Looking at this shit, it's click to a light switch

2]
Out to my old with that tall-boy
Drink it to the spit bath
Ice on the floorboard
Role can't get that
My whole motto was laugh
it off and just get mad
Either way I'm up on the
Looking for cars to throw at
is in my genes
Middle and pipe bombs
how I stay entertained
With no dad, mom?
Fishing hook on the hat
Grease under my white
truth to this false world
Learned quick to well
Give to the microwave
I'm a chef I'm home alone
a cook a banana peel for me and Betty to smoke on
Tin foil a big bend makes no smoke, hood smoke
the [?] I was packing res' with [?]
Skull up with them cross bones no place to borrow soap
Pirates out in deep south go pop pills like Pablo
Don't speak Spanish heat manage
Crime watch and them pine
And the black suit with them mag
We them dope boys in the box

3]
Trench in the hallway
young man's got an old gun
But when Pop left, got safe keys
That age gap is a short
Babies all in that grave
Tears drop on Jesus piece
clothes, Johnny Cash
Come hostile and you in peace
stripes, red stripes
White stars, night
That banner's up in trailer park
Them pigs flashing blue lights
Psychological
trip and they pat you down
Stunt ya growth a steel cage
That'll make a man act a clown
Tire treads on them roads
Old school with rusty hoods
seats full of crystal meth
High risk but the good
Sherm sticks in the bosses
I smoke by the case
Watching all of this in my
To the butt, nothing to waste
Grease trap of the pit
Oh how just savor it
Hoods dropping like yeah
They got a plan for you, just for it
statue was a major bitch
But man I feel
Took this shit like a dung
I had a ball, I