Luyện nghe bài hát Intro (Live)

Any with you...

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

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

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

People often ask me Free, so how are you
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 others the metal
Fuck the people to pin a co-defendent on me
Can't another case, my kid's depending on me

Know the difference, some friends are
some are phony
Fall in love but don't marry a tenderoni
Cause when niggas can'y get at you get at her
these are the consequences of money
I couldn't find the I let this girl show me
I put in my music let the world know me

Now I feel the world owe me
a whole dough
If you don't it blow me
Man I up in the stew and I
control the
In my I'm spinning facts, all I know is the truth

I been here and I been
I been and I been crack
Got the social
then I was damn forgotten
Lost a but miraculously managed to blossom
They thought that I would lose my faculties the faculty
Evil men sent their in to tackle me
they evil me
they eye'in us, even a evil grin

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

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

the ROC
You bastards, you bastards, you
We free
We free
We die nigga
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