Luyện nghe bài hát Intro (Live)

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We struggled, we look to Allah to us
But we constantly letting divide us
and we let the chills get the best of us
You pull up and we ten at the driver
We're from the ghetto we ain't know no better
when our was funny we didn't know no Prada
No dough, no jewels so the didn't bother

I was to school, wearing clothes from my father
Had the poster the stig is that a stigmata?
If you don't where I live then you don't get nada
Was a to my mom, caught my first case
Grinding in the crack house on my 26
No pair of clothes, took no shower
I was posted the baker, trying to flip the flour

older muslims tried to give us dou'a
then the raided us, the shit went sour
When you grinding in the there's plenty ups and downs
Gotta dump some rounds chasing that money and
Now child of the ghetto, hood legend,
Made these niggas proud of the
hood Reverend preach to niggas what shit's about
I am living that you can make it out of the ghetto

often ask me Free, so how are you successful?
I'm constantly making and I don't ever settle
I abuse the mic but abuse the fame
and I chose to use my brain while used the metal
Fuck the trying to pin a co-defendent on me
catch another case, my kid's depending on me

Know the difference, some friends are
friends are phony
Fall in love but don't ever a tenderoni
Cause when niggas get at you they get at her
these are the of making money
I couldn't find the safe I let this girl me
I put truth in my music let the know me

Now I feel like the owe me
a lotta dough
If you don't like it me
Man I step up in the and I
the booth
In my I'm spinning facts, all I know is the truth

I been here and I been
I been rich and I been
Got the poppin'
I was damn near forgotten
Lost a rock but managed to blossom
thought that I would lose my faculties without the faculty
Evil men sent defence in to tackle me
they evil me
they eye'in us, even a evil grin

Don't know i bring the desert eagle in
they do it for they down homies, let be with them
Try to my youngins up before they see the pen
I take 'em on the and let them be with men

Yes, with the ex gang
I do it for mhy niggas trying to sneak a in they safe
Since we did it our way there be a win
In this country getting money be a sin
You should be chasing paper
You shouldn't be a
I pray you stay in God's good 'til we meet again

the ROC
You bastards, you bastards, you
We think
We live
We die hard
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