Luyện nghe bài hát My Brother

Yo, if y'all don't mind, I'd like to share a little I wrote.
About the closest to me, ya heard me? my muthafuckin brother, ya
Know. and it ain't be ya blood brother, it could be ya thug
Brother.

We tend to say things that we don't really
Like I hate you and I you die tomorrow of some deadly disease
I never meant a word nigga, I was out of anger
At times, I you as if you was a stranger
We shared poverty, eatin commodity, you never lied to me
Or knock me for I tried to be
You was in the house sharpenin art skills
And I was in the doin cartwheels
Runnin with the niggas mama told me leave alone, come
Stealin even though I knew my rights from wrong
I used to envy you you intelligent
And I you was a strange way of tellin it
But was irrelevant
You was in the good schools, I went to the with the thugs
When a nigga shot dice and all the did drugs
You my nigga, til I'm dead and
And I you like you was a part of me
And that's why I'm singin song

it's my nigga, my nerve, my one love
(you're my brother)
The one who change on a nigga
(you're my brother, my brother)
Cause we the same blood
(there's no other)
That's my nigga, my nerve, my one
(you're the one for me)
The one wouldn't change on a nigga
Don't change on a
It's my nigga, my nerve, my one
(you're my brother)
The one who wouldn't change on a
(you're my brother, my brother)
Cause we the same blood
(there's no other)
my nigga, my nerve, my one love
(you're the one for me)
Even I never told you, at times I tried
So I praise you while you

Now even though we at life differently
You had the better view
And when it came to I was way ahead of you
I went to school with em, used to fool with em in
In the hallways to get some ass with my hall pass
You did homework, and I did
You was on how to pass, I was plottin on some riches
It showed in the report
You attention to the teacher
I was lookin at the sport
In the magazines with my headphones, knowin I was wrong
Cuttin class, goin everywhere but
When you got a job, mama and was proud, I was jealous
You late nights, I ran the streets with the fellows
In a rush to be grown, you was still mature
Cause you hang with your own, my heart was pure
You my nigga, til I'm dead and
And I you like you was a part of me
And that's why I'm this song

2x: let me ya say oh, ooh, oh, ooh, oh
The one for me