Luyện nghe bài hát Enchanted

[J.
Yea, this is the
yea, this is the fathers aint living
at not with us
see em round the city and won't even say wassup
when n-ggas play tough, even smile in mirrors
and we learn to hoes off trial and error
just a small time n-gga, big city
glued to the TV, Jigga, Diddy,
these were our heroes, strictly for them
for that Robert Deniro, n-ggas on them kilo's
dodgin people,
mad at myself cause I done seen some that I'd rather not tell
shawty smole and her boyfriend too
sometimes he touch her daughter like them do
pull up to the club the boys 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 need a
your on the front of our shirts saying we miss ya
(we ya)

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

with me,
Run see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna 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 negotiate my
they always tellin' me temporary
why its feelling like a cemetary
my dreams got no obituaries
my city and none of us were equiped here
you me say I was ballin'
i probably tears
I'm trying to get
I'm quit fear
who wrote the scripts
these live there whole life just killing time
running the race with no finish
they tryna noose us with they
but Im tryna
I think my foolish might become my suicide
but I aint go, no baby
and through these lines and quotes you find some hope
I aint dying
my words gon' forever,
you can the treasure
look inside you can see a in my mind
Im tired of seeing dope fiends, they nose clean
is my neighbourhood a smoke screen
I think Im in the (?) I see lo
sons by bo queens but there's no kings
(no kings, no kings)

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

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

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