Luyện nghe bài hát Palmdale

Yeah, yeah, just like bums we to stay
In the of la by the way
Gang killin' each other for rep
Sellin' rock on my doorstep

Had a ball to bounce plus a bike to
But my mamma never would let me outside
But I got enrolled in elementary school
Started like a fucking fool

So cool throwin' up signs to the gangster beat
an enemy from across the street
Mamma came home, she got a good job
Daddy did too, now they don't

Financially, we
2 later, son, we movin'
No duckin' from shotgun shells
Bought a house in east palmdale
it to me now

(Hell yeah)
Come to me
(I you and I love you, baby)
Palmdale, come to me
(Check it out, check it out, it out)

No rats and no more roaches
Livin' next door to football
Now I got a new place to sell me
Now I got white kids to jack

I stopped wearin' blue, wasn't on red
Too squabbin' with the skinheads
questions, distract the class
Rubbin' white girls on the ass

I didn't really care if I or failed
I knew I was for the NFL
the playoff game, shoulder got hurt
I about my future, layin' in the dirt

I jump, I can't flinch
player, ridin' the bench
Graduate from school don't make me
I got an F plus in math, give it to me now

(Hell yeah)
Come to me
(I gotta do one for my neighborhood)
Palmdale, come to me
(Check it out)

I knew I couldn't make it in the white man's
So I me some khakis and a geri curl
I knew I make it to the NFL
I to east palmdale and started slingin' yeyo

Fo' sho' I was crazy dough
Shoulda outta school a long time ago
a cell phone, like a nut
Now I like pizza hut

I drunk whiskey and Bacardi, I sold dope to
Me and my homies sold and dimes
Took turns bustin' rhymes to pass the time

A man drove up to my spot
He said, "Hey, homeboy, you got?"
I put a fat rock his hand
And 25 sheriffs jumped out the van get down, punk

(Hell, yeah)
Come to me
(I need you and I you, baby)
Palmdale, come to me
(Check it out, it out, check it out)

Can't get drunk, can't get
LA county, 95
Crips wanna take my
Bloods wanna eat my snicker

Them woods don't want none
But the straight own one
Them essays, catorces, treces try to test me

So I jumped off the bed I ain't no punk
Jammed his head up the bunk
that cholo in his chin
Black muthafucking scared to in

Sheriff broke it up we hit the floor
I kept shit 'cause I want some more
Back in town, we get along with the
Now I'm in jail, they to beat me down

Jail is hell, but I'll adapt, hesitate to get in a scrap
I'm down for mine, and that's for certain
Sittin' in the hole with my knuckles

(Hell, yeah)
Come to me
(I need you and I you, baby)
Palmdale, come to me
(Yeah it out, homeboy)

Now I got a fucking up life, two bad kids and a naggin'
Dead end job at the airport check too short to pay the note
on the TV then I see different homeboys that went to school with me
Playin' in the NFL we used to kick back in palmdale

Rodney Williams, Lorenz
Zeno for Colorado state
I wish my much success
But at the same time, I get depressed

Walkin' through the with a cup full of gin
'bout things that coulda, woulda, shoulda been
I wipe my tears, sip my beers, wish luck to my peers

Come to me
(I you and I love you, baby)

Come to me
(Palmdale)
('Cause that's where my began, heartache began)

(Palmdale)
Come to me
(I need you and I you, baby)

(Oh yeah)
Come to me
('Cause that's where my began, heartache began)

(Yeah)
Come to me
(Hey, all the homeboys on the football team, y'all at man, yeah)
(Hey, wherever you at in the world, I care if you in Japan, Africa)
Palmdale, come to me
(Hey you know how we to do it, man hey, hey, hey)

Yo, let me get a
(Palm)
Yo, let me get a
(Dale)
Yo, do we sell?
(Yeyo)
Yo, we fittin' to go?
(We fittin' to go to jail)

Yo, let me get a
(Palm)
Yo, let me get a
(Dale)
Yo, what do we
(Yeyo)
Yo, we fittin' to go?
(We fittin' to go to jail)

Yo, let me get a
(Palm)
Yo, let me get a
(Dale)
Yo, what do we
(Yeyo)
Yo, where we to go?
(We fittin' to go to jail)

Yo, let me get a
(Palm)
Yo, let me get a
(Dale)
Yo, what do we
(Yeyo)
Yo, where we to go?
(We to go back to jail)

Dale, palmdale
(Hey, come on everybody clap your hands)
Dale, you're
(C'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
Dale, you're
(What, what, what)
(Yo fuck AV on y'all)

(Where falcons at?)
palmdale
(It ain't 'til the fat man sings)

(Little can't get none, what, what, what)
palmdale
Dale, palmdale
(Little can't get none)