Luyện nghe bài hát Crack

They say the is a ghetto, I'm witnessin a generation die
By poverty sickness and
Now momma on the front pew, the preacher why
Like he knowin what it's to be hated and criticized
And sharks in the water create you the way
when you're a target, see how these niggaz out here behave
I to go to funerals, I never visit graves
Cause I'm knowin that through dirt that you can't hear me when I say
that I love you dawg, and out of all them power I coulda made
I focused on your family straight
I, po' out some liquor so you don't go out
I'm drownin off in this bottle, tryin to solve my fuckin
New days changes, than how it was
We upped it from stealin to hustlin, dealin drugs
I've seen a whole lot of niggaz die
Cause the ghetto took advantage situations provide

That's my life - story of a nigga in the
minimal so we settle
For whatever they us in the ghetto
We
That's my - story of a nigga in the ghetto
rock slangin in the ghetto
Momma why you leave me in the
The

The little kids in the hood live a life with no
Rap or ball playin to
Devils in disguise in the that a nigga's broke
him more prone to drop out of school and fuck with dope
With hopes of gettin and chasin his fuckin dream
But America's got us dyin for it for relief
The is filled to the max
with my who tried to make it out but never made it back
Crack, to see yo' momma bad
Hit as hard as you see it, yo' daddy on his ass
doin nothin, it, that's when them tears start rushin
powder in the coffee pot bubblin, hustlin
I know exactly where you at
Out there on the corner where the rats
my life

I it out befo' I bail, fly befo' I set sail
I'd die cause I could never tell
Rather see Heaven, I done been through
Seen the elderly fucked by drug laws, dyin in jail
The guidelines stiffer, sentence my people different
Instead of intervention they sendin us straight to
First time offenders get tangled up in the
For ghost dope, he went from dopeman to killer
It's po' folks, you livin in the but yet and still you can't survive
Reagan never planned for us to rise
The war on drugs to a war on us
Then just topped it off, this shit here is fucked up
You either, eat or you starve, rob or go get a job
Break down to either up, hustle or pray to God
Faith is one thing work you ain't got nothin
Decisions a motherfucker strugglin