Luyện nghe bài hát All I Know

I came up in the hood, infested teenage hustlers
Street grinders, paper chasin', busters
By keepin' dust up an' caine homes, pipes an' cans
So they they ride candy, painted just like the man

That Veta tryin' not to his hand
But need 'em to keep 'em life from they stand
Every night prayin' for prayin' go as far as the
Got me feel like I'm from this heart that I'm dealin'

An' all this liquor hoein' an' goose-neckin'
That I do but I don't want to got me blessings
God said He'll the next two steps if I take the first
I did but in it to pick an' the spur

From under my feet, faith an' jump in the street
Back to a rocks, dyin' to the chrome in the heat
An' with Gs that take it to the block with 'em
Tellin' me, along with my greens, up pot nickel

Well, all I
That I'd been down this before
It the first time, won't be the last
I gotta slow down 'cause I'm livin' too

time to admit, I need some help
Still with my momma, can't feed myself
ain't about who straight, who real, who fake
An' who gay, it's who pray

You can my consistent an' endless efforts up
Uplift me, an' branches catch draft
When I'm choppin' down a to walk down
Actually don't even how talk sound
I'm tryin' to stop the step, they drawin' the chalk 'round

Matter of factually, I'll alone
With no to back me
God is my every existence, exhalation,
I'll prophets, so profoundin', labels don't like contract me
I'm one of a kind, gotta find a satellite to contact me

Let us bow, I thank the Almighty God for now
For the strictor, smile through the an' trial
For sparin' me when the was darin' me
An' scarin' me, synonymous for me

An' to my family, the Family
An' family, we all family
An' to me health an' home an' my son,
My tongue is my gun, revolutions already

Well, all I
That I'd down this road before
It the first time, won't be the last
I gotta down 'cause I'm livin' too fast

It's to admit, I need some help
Still livin' with my momma, can't myself
ain't about who straight, who real, who fake
An' who gay, about who pray

All I know is charge cards, cars an'
Man, it's all for
An' all could go an' when it's gone, you
up yo cell phone, callin' God for

An' who to say that day ain't all awful
An' if you ballin', playa, it's only God's your coach
An' it don't the lies you hold, laws you broke
Things ya drink, dank an' you smoke

He gon' forgive you an' that's
Now don't get me wrong, I LL, but God 'Da Goat'
He da of all time, if I'm lyin' I'm blind
Can I get a

But we got to stop, we got to doin' dirt
to Church with a Devil tucked in your purse
Sittin' some from Atlanta, came up finish the prayer
Worried sister, mom's an' hair

All the way worried bout what sister, mom wear
This ya boy or should they ride the there?
It don't matter, at least that's the moral
In Sunday service, with a Bible, lie the South

But God bless her, we to thank God
An' that's the step Holy Church thinkin'
I said step inside His Holy thinkin'
We all God's Property an' not just Franklin

Well, all I
That I'd been down this road
It ain't the first time, won't be the
I slow down 'cause I'm livin' too fast

It's time to admit, I need some
Still livin' my momma, can't feed myself
Life ain't who straight, who real, who fake
An' who gay, it's who pray