Luyện nghe bài hát Corner

Memories on the corners with the fo's and the
to the store for the rose, talking straightforward to hoes
Got uncles that smoke, and some put up they nose
To cope with the lows, the is cold and it blows
In their socks and their soles, niggas holding rolls
Corners souls opened and closed, hoping for mo'
With nowhere to go, niggas rolling in
They the wrong way, cause they ain't knowin' their goals
The streets ain't safe cause they knowing the code
By the foes I was told, either focus or
Got cousins with flows, hope they open some
So we can cop and roll in a Rolls
Now I roll in a Olds, with windows that roll
Down the roads where get broken and stole
These are the stories told by Stony and Cottage
The world is cold, the is hot as a stove
On the

I wish I could give you this
I wish I could give this
On the corners rob or kill
And dying just to a living, huh?

We overstated, we underrated, we
The corner was our time time stood still and
and snakeskins and
Yellow and pink and

Street lights and deep nights, cats trying to eat
Riding no-seat-bikes, with work to feed
So they can get Nike's, they head and they feet right
Desires of street life, and weed types
It's hard to nights, days are thief-like
The beasts roam the streets, the police is
at its peak, we speak and believe hype
Bang in the streets hats cocked or deep right
steep life, coming up where niggas is sheep-like
Rappers and hoopers, we strive to be
G's with three strikes, that need light
Cheese and recite, and BE strife
The corner, where struggle and greed
We write songs about 'cause it's hard to see right
Look to the sky, hoping it will light
Reality's a bitch, and I heard that she
The

I wish I could you this feeling
I I could give this feeling
On the corners rob or kill
And dying to make a living, huh?

The was our magic, our music, our politics
Fires raised as dances and war cries
Broke out on corners
Power to the
Black
is beautiful

Black church services, murderers, Arabs burgers
As cats with gold permanents, move they bags as
The dirt isn't just fertile, it's people and earning this
The curb getters go where the cash and the current is
It's so hot that niggas burn to
The furnace is, where the moving, the determined live
We talk shit, play lotto, and buy German
It's so black with action that's affirmative
The

I wish I could give you feeling
I I could give this feeling
On the niggas rob or kill
And dying to make a living, huh?

The corner was our Rock of Gibraltar, our
Our Taj Mahal, our
Our testimonial to freedom, to peace, and to
on the corner