Luyện nghe bài hát Enchanted

[J.
Yea, this is the
yea, this is where the aint living
at least not us
might see em round the city and even say wassup
when n-ggas play tough, wont even in mirrors
and we learn to f-ck off trial and error
a small time n-gga, big city hustle
glued to the TV, Jigga, Diddy,
these were our heroes, strictly for zero's
for that Robert Deniro, n-ggas reload on kilo's
them people,
mad at myself cause I done some things that I'd rather not tell
shawty smole crack and her too
sometimes he touch her daughter them boyfriends do
pull up to the club where the went too
see that yellow and the boys in blue
a n-gga on a and though i never met ya
Im God Bless ya, they city try and get ya
man, let the city get ya
f-ck the horoscopes, know the ropes lke a
if them bullets wet ya bet ya momma a tissue
your face on the of our shirts saying we miss ya
(we ya)

with me,
Run quick see, what do we here
Now, do you wanna or die
La dadada, la la la la

with me,
Run quick see, what do we have
Now, do you ride or die
La dadada, la la la la

yea, see God
I know you only do best for me
but is it cool if we my destiny
they tellin' me it's temporary
than why its feelling like a
my dreams got no obituaries
my city and none of us were equiped here
you me say I was ballin'
i probably make
I'm trying to get
I'm tryna quit
who the scripts here
these kids live there life just killing time
the race with no finish line
they tryna noose us with ropes
but Im tryna
I think my foolish pride might my suicide
but I tryna go, no baby
and through these lines and quotes you gotta find some
cause I aint
my words gon' forever,
you can hold the
look inside you can see a diamond in my
Im of seeing dope fiends, wiping they nose clean
is my neighbourhood just a screen
I think Im in the (?) I see lo
sons raised by bo queens but there's no
(no kings, no kings)

[J. Hook]
with me,
Run quick see, what do we have
Now, do you ride or die
La dadada, la la la la

with me,
Run quick see, do we have here
Now, do you wanna or die
La dadada, la la la la

[J. Verse 3]
It seems like either feel ya or they try and kill ya
I face the sky and hope to God aint unfamiliar
you play cards he deal no matter how peculiar
they tell me that its God's will, I'm God will ya
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a n-gga from artist pain, momma smoking cocaine as it rains out
am I to blame, try to sane so I came out-side
where they with them thangs out
to my mind at the same time they blew that boys brains out
but will it change, its like is free but our minds still in the chains
killing eachother, the blood spill its a shame
will it slow up
alot of n-ggas getting but they never grow up
and do they son's like fathers did and never show up
don't even cry it, just another episode of life
the season n-gga no re-runs
the devil buying n-gga no refunds
man, let the city get ya
f-ck the know the ropes like a wrestler
if them bullets wet ya bet ya momma need a
your face on the front of our shirts screaming we ya
day, another song, a mother prays
another
but still we play aint nothing wrong
like aint wrong
cause nothing wrong
Im not as fast, I'm not as
but I pass
I ball
I ball
I ball
n-gga I gotta