Luyện nghe bài hát Championships

Yeah, uh

All the youngins in my
Popping now
Gettin' high get by, it's gettin' worse now
You gotta 'em put them
Guns and the down
Them new jails got ten in
'Em and your first down, uh
And I ain't come here to
I had to say somethin'
'Cause I'm the one with the
Youngin' quarter ounce
He tryna turn Meech
had no daddy
He's had to learn the streets
I to be a honor roll student, damn
Then I to a beast
The first I seen a nigga get
blood on his sneaks
He had on Air Max 93s but was
Slumped in the
His cryin',
there's a sign to me, oh Lord
The shit I'm doin' for my
I won't get an
I used to Reggie, damn how'
I get to the
I take a shot if I miss I'm gettin' on
Ain't quittin' no more, like me some more
We went Old Navy it like Christian Dior
Was dead broke but in soul
Was we that poor?
Was we really that
we carry a gun
And nigga in my
Neighborhood one
'Cause we had of
Our got to bury her son
I'm speakin' to you as a
As rare as come, uh
Gunshots like music
out the Buick
Why you wanna be a
Mama me not to do it but I did it
Now I'm up in a prison
Callin' mama I shouldn't have did it
Watch my dream in an instant
I'm on a visit for the picture
I'm going for my prom or somethin'
Like I ain't facing or somethin'
Ride for these niggas that shit
Ain't my mom or somethin'
Only one get me commissary
Or buy me somethin'
it all fall down
I can call now
Even if I hit phone
won't get me home
Seen so different times
These niggas did me
Shit that's the reason that I did song

Shit we was kids used to on the step
A couple years we flirtin'
With the angel of
I was years old
I got my on the Tec
I first touched it
That shit me a rush
My homie's I'm like "Maybe we next"
That just me a threat
Knowin' the niggas my
Daddy it just me upset
me a man shit I was five
When God me my test
Go to with a court appointed
And he say object
Now it's you the state
And you ain't got no
Jail overpopulated they got no space
I know a youngin' that got
get to drive no Wraith
But he in hearse on the way to
I know his mom gon'
she smell like embalmment fluid
Cologne all on her
Pastor said he sendin' you home, she crazy
When they drop that casket all in the
Who gon' me?
How could you me?
When I'm tryna stay alive and just
And them odds
When niggas die by
I stop fearin' for my life
When I to change my mind
And stop
smoke the pain away
They us up for smoking
Put 'em on
Lock you up if you perfect
of the system
Like a drop in the ocean
They all the schools and
All the gettin' open

See from where I come from
We had to beat the
the system, beat racism, beat poverty
And now we made it
All that we at the