Luyện nghe bài hát Small World

See no evil, no evil, speak no evil, hear no evil
If you don't bring that shit you
You ain't got nuttin' to worry
Yeah,

Yo, yo, yo, yo
Carolyn, from Maryland, she Heroin
She elegant, her apparel in the M-Class
Ki's of dope, lovin' cats to ski in her
She fuck killers in her condo, her and her boat

Her iced throat, ass is curvy, years old
She passin' for thirty, Gucci framed glasses Purvy's
Madison Ave. shoppin' when she not, coppin' of that shit
She on dicks, ridin' Pony's who trick

At my man's wake, she the eulogy
that I usually, bumped into her shoppin' for jewelry
Her bodyguard screwin' me, I gave her my
nothin' new to me, blowin' backs out, six-pack Stout's

Wide fat mouth, the evil look, a bow-leg
Yo niggaz said, "Shorty's a pro, she blow
She push the fo' red, she Feds, Feds know her"
A code red, maybe out to slay me, this bitch is crazy

She blew the celly up, meet me at the to fuck
She knew about, cats way back, we smoke the haystack
She cough once, blunts was her hobby
She I knew her man probably
No doubt, not he tried to rob me

I jetted though, you never know
He all her work, now she need me
To do her dirty

a small world
Nigga you what you sow
What goes around, comes
If you you don't know

A very world
Where beef never end
At the time you least it
see you again

It's a world
You get away it now
Soon enough it up to you
Someway,

Yo, it's a world
Watch you do

Snook from was grimy, did five years, glad to be home
From Attica known, for chrome calibers
Smooth like a Wallaby shoe, out to get it
years plannin' to blow, soon as he hit the bri-dicks

Had a in Woodside Queens, thought he was low
Played the crib for a month and his P.O.
robbin' niggaz till he caught a whole kilo
He had a bunch of starvin' niggaz he owe, he never though

Got large, sign on his door, "Don't hard"
Layin' with his bitch, niggaz is rich, is what he her
Played the block, holdin' cracks inside the baby
Here his crazy soldier, six shots it's over

A went past
Snook went flossin'
His old man had his ass
For the laws of this cash

It's a world
Nigga reap you sow
What around, comes around
If you sleep you don't

A small world
Where could never end
At the you least expect it
I'ma see you again

a small world, no doubt
You get with it now
enough it catches up to you
Someway,

It's a small
what you do

I seen death, seen cry, it's bugged why
We let the fly, enter your brain, through your skull
Another thug died, pitchin' your soul into that black hole
Where souls go, 'cause of a fo'-fo' blast

Snook was one of 'em, so many
Even that Fendi whore, got niggaz hit up yeah let that pour
Carolyn, bitch, made bitch, stay rich
Heard her bodyguard took to God

when she needed him, he took the job
He was close to her, since she took him inside
his mom's died, dopefiend OD-ed, eighty-five
He crazy, stuck up banks to stay alive

He was live, do niggaz know the things that he tried
armored trucks, incidents where police died
He stayed in lower Eastside, God
He at me hard

Two of his with him, I got to hit 'em
I'm for my Roscoe, cocked it back on and get my blast on
At the gas station, bunch of racin'
Out the way as my spray, jump in the whip
Hit the highway, you know how I say, the game I play

real tendencies, when you feel your enemies
But figure out whose who, keep it true
Shit is cool now, put the tools down?
'Cause everyday is on, livin' this life out for this

It's a small
you reap what you sow
What goes around, comes
If you sleep you know

A very world
beef, never ends
At the time you expect it
I'ma see you

It's a world
You get away it now
Soon it catches up to you
Someway,

It's a small
what you do

I'm to see you again
Uh-huh, I'm going to see you again,
Uh-huh, to see you again, nigga, yeah