Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Ourselves

Listen, let that music hit you for about 5
You know lot of thingz in
Which the people need to get, need to get our up
Together the struggle starts today
Listen, we go, yeah

In life sometimes things ain't what they
Some say, they you dont mean a damn thing
Sometimes it makes me why
This pain it me deep inside

'Cuz all I do is give love
But all day wowdees mug
So it out the thug in me
And all I is my family wit me, tell 'em

To share in love of life
For my lil' shorties to eat
Its the short that we live
And a lot that you can give
Get up yo weight

Tell 'em, 'em
Why we hate so
let me know
Why we hate so
Guess thats how

The the battles the tussles the struggles
From nobody to a
in here, I command your attention
As if I was a band, you the people in the stands

I keep my lyrics slum and
Young watch, my feet dont miss my pivot
Dont matter my year, my gives stay
I went from born to blazed, to beautiful days and ways

Laying down the truth for a bank head, it
I try to interject it, I say through the music and the
I'm to my pen and my pistol
My and my hood I wish you nothing but good

Tell 'em, 'em
Why we ourselves so
Please let me
Why we ourselves so
thats how goes

Oh, we dont ourselves
'Cuz we who we see off in the mirror
A people don lied to us, in the quipped to 2 4 7
us in the good book, if we go off to heaven, reverend
We in our innocence

off in yo G 44 tell the truth about my ken 44
Po Po my up honey, and gave her a stroke
her up wit coke, strung out on soaps
Just listen a beat, ain't no love in these

And its a shame a nigga gotta do to feed his family
Trappin', scrappin',
I made my in the past
But I was young and

from the thug, learn from the bars
Learn from the ghetto, from the slum
I forget bout the struggle
I get by without the help from my sisters and my brothers

Tell 'em, 'em
Why we hate so
Please let me
Why we ourselves so
Guess thats how

say never, I'm clever
Cutter butter
Shut her lips wit my clip
Take a trip, you way up in yo whip

A legendary, underestimated,
by the critics, but I spit it, make' em git it
Kick it I hit yo city
Hook me up the best greens they serve

I took a in the red eye
I'm till I'm dead eye
The mission ends
I'm up for them ass

Mo gon' clap dough, silly from they
True niggaz they know, stay together till it's
Staring out the of my old home
We older, I'm never sober, I'm never

Tell 'em, 'em
Why we hate so
let me know
Why we ourselves so
Guess how goes