Luyện nghe bài hát Three

Yo dun we got in the grass
Its at night
I'm about to the last swallow of the EZus Jesus
Who got fifty on the tree
We gotta stop at the
We need D batteries for the theme
Snatch the from out the lawn
Fuck a cab lets take out Yolanda's Saab
We gave bitch two wibbles
And skated off the a vehicle for that
All the borough dun
What to Queens like Sutphin and 121
and 116th
The got us on the BQE
Just to get a taste of that
We took our out to Coney Island posted up by the Himalaya
Pina Colada Champales with Dainey
That's St. in dun lingo
Spillin it on the floor for our people
While I spark the
My niggas got
When we smoke shit only go around once
Dogs we just killin
Somebody just got shit twist on the block fucking up the grind
So til it down
We just at the sluts
Bitch we fuck right now

Son I'm on a bench high eatin chicken wings and fries
A crackhead fuck spent his last on six dimes
I'm one gram from big a spliff away from overdosin
My heart is my man started smokin again
P I heard the open again
I spoke to he said he's gonna let both of us in
Its time to load up the and semis
I wish my nigga was in the physical form of life
I got my Nikes thugged out and icy
Mad
Jumpin out the cocaine Jeep
Through with strugglin so I hustlin
Rap game or game my crew is still bubblin
Yo three in the and them Ds on the corner still
Seems we was to kill
Yo P me on the hill
So we can jet Queens in SUVs
And these motherfuckers how we rep this thing
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