Luyện nghe bài hát Juve 'the Great'

Uh, uh, uh I took my first break in
I tell the story like yesterday when was alive
Didn't do shit with my brothers makin' 'em mad
Couldn't get along nobody so I just ran with my Dad

He took me right where the killas be
Across the court from Mileton between Clarion and
We ball on crates tryna get paid by all means
Started snatchin' by Wall Greens

Seen get hit up in the melt when I was young
Paramedics even find his tongue
That's when I started totin' my heat to a G
My family was deep but wasn't goin' in that with me

Right after Mr. class [Incomprehensible] and me
to Barret think I was worried 'bout the trulency, please
Got for them old timers puttin' in work
Like Mr. Frank he sold fruit, and herbs

Even the times was hard
I fear no man but God
You lookin' at New Orleans crime
Right up in the place, soulja's beware this is Juve the

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Juve, the
Juve, the
is Juve, the great

Juve, the
Juve, the
Juve, the
is Juve, the great

Mama thought her son was doin' it tight
When I was the one out here not it right
Until she my stash, she couldn't believe all the weed she found
Shit it must've been a a pound

I was thirteen then back Yoga was caddillac'n it
My campaign was let a lil' get a crack at it
Far a gangsta but was learnin' a lot
Ain't just be the one that the pot

After the of the clock I started bankin' on the low with the dope
Got up so hoes'll notice me mo'
Tee's, and Girbauds I had a few [Incomprehensible] to write
Regular hood the average niggaz go through in life

Wanted to be a lil gorilla, and day killas
[Incomprehensible] and we ball I know they'll ya
I stayed away them cats who didn't communicate well
'Cause them was them niggaz would've had me in jail

Even the times was hard
I didn't no man but God
You lookin' at New Orleans rate
Right up in the place, beware this is Juve the great

Juve, the
Juve, the
Juve, the
This is Juve, the

Juve, the
Juve, the
Juve, the
is Juve, the great

At fifteen I carried a lot of on my back
Me and my brother infact, I kept my intact
I mad my real power moves as Juv' got one
Headed straight to the Irish counter who got guns?

Shit my people Bobby and got hit too
And I heard my name was up in some shit too
Wasn't no cool cans off googlin' no
It was either cry like a bitch or go it and score

My first wanted my respect in the worst way
Couldn't tell me shit when I was hungry and
Have a nigga way out his religion ya me
I it's punishment to who and never was worthy

Every since I learned about guns and
I made a vow to myself that I would go broke
Do what I do to eat
I probably can't play no but I can work these streets

Even though the times was
I fear no man but God
You lookin' at New crime rate
up in the place, soulja's beware this is Juve the great

Juve, the
Juve, the
Juve, the
is Juve, the great

Juve, the
Juve, the
Juve, the
is Juve, the great