Luyện nghe bài hát Behind Bars

I wake up to Vodka Tonic, support, lots of chronic
Hungover, blunts up, just tryin' not to vomit
The God's honest truth, I cut my baby mama
'Cause the got rotten roots and made me wanna cock and shoot
Cops in hot pursuit, just what I gotta do
I'm out makin' product moves, she claims I'm knockin' boots
But how the fuck's my daughter gon be proud of papa deux if broke, got no loot, can't afford to cop her shoes?
That's not how fathers do, I make sure my eats
Lock the before she sleeps, try to keep her off the streets
Her mama tortures me, of course I'm to deal with it
All this drama brought to me like I'm sort of meal ticket
I feel sickness, by the hunger pains
Ain't to run the game, I want peace, fuck the fame
got my mother lookin' at her son ashamed
So I'm drinkin', thinkin' back, like when's it all change?

ain't shit but liquor and splittin' L's
Closed off to the world in a shell
bars, feelin' more like I'm in a shell
Attitude's like, I don't give a fuck, give 'em (x2)

I'm an pot-smoker, chances are I'm not sober
But I don't make my deal with the chip on her pop's shoulder
I never got over feelin' like I forsaken
Broke, livin' in this basement, at a for inspiration
sins of Satan just to fill these dinner plates and
Have some dough to finish makin' a lyin' vindication
as patient as I can, now I'm finished waitin'
I'm a bring the of change, for some kind of simulation
My innovation have got me major label love
But I can't lie, instead of swallowin' my pride I taste my
The weight from this paper left my shoulders crushed
I'm in a cobra clutch, stuck bein' broke as fuck
My wifey now for real, claims I open up
Why you always goin' buck-wild like you smokin'
I don't know enough to answer, I
I'm stoppin' by to tell you 'fore I take this shot and hide

Life ain't shit but and splittin' L's
off to the outside world in a shell
Behind bars, feelin' more I'm in a shell
like, I don't give a fuck, give 'em hell (x2)

I drugs and took a few
All my friends 'em too
Guzzlin' that wicked
shit I'm shook to do
Wifey said, of how yo mom will look at you
Now I'm to her for the shit I put her through
Used to think there were some people I just lose
Burn a bridge, watch, then turn shit, rebuild, good as new
wouldn't prove to be true, the more I recollect
I was but better yet, greedy for that treasure chest
for dead, the pressure gets to me to eat a meal
Makes it hard to keep it real, all I do is and steal
What I see and is bottled up like ketamine
Replaced by and nickel schemes
on a triple beam
Every I had got blown to smithereens
Dried my while in between
Wiped them out like Mr.
I a dream, thinkin' I'd wake up and save the day
That's all I to say, now I'm a drink the pain away

Life ain't shit but and splittin' L's
Closed off to the outside in a shell
Behind bars, feelin' more I'm in a shell
Attitude's like, I don't give a fuck, 'em hell (x4)