Luyện nghe bài hát This Goes Out

This goes out to all them
Everybody out making them ends meet
I mad at'cha
J E y'all, this goes out to

This goes out to you, goes out to you
This goes out to you, this out to you
goes out to you, this goes out to you
This goes out to you, this out to you

Some sleep five to a bed
at the feet, two at the top
So I can't really talk about how they live
When I know in my heart if it down to it
I'd be getting down the same as
See Lord, hustle must be something
That was Heaven
A lot of rent wouldn't be paid this trade
That we call

This goes out to the on the corner
Stressin' and strugglin' to get a dollar
I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do
Hold your head up 'cause can't touch you
goes out to the girls in the streets
Like all out just so their kids can eat
Like I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do
Hold your head up 'cause they can't you
This out

I used to be between
Going all out and doings that I know just wasn't right
And now I'm back
And I just do it or never did something
But I can you then
Rather take a bullet in my head than my family unfed
And the way it is
This out to my homies, yeah

This goes out to the cats on the
Stressin' and just to get a dollar
I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do
Hold your head up 'cause they touch you
This goes out to the girls in the
Like going all out just so their can eat
I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do something
Hold your head up 'cause they touch you
goes out

Ay yo I welcome the
Like I welcome the
Find the one, take it and bubble
on the muscle
I ain't in, I'm trying to win
And if I gotta get my hands a dirty
I'm sorry for sin
But the Fed don't understand ain't no
So brothers have ta learn to to make bread
Chicks use ass and shake to make bread
But I,aint mad at ya shorty keep them fed

goes out to my whole five eight one click
I reminisce when we just dreamed of this
Rich cars, fine homes, with nice toes
Dime pieces standing in to show us their thongs
Went from riding six deep in a little ass
The Cadillac trucks and Benzes, the streets
We gon' till we fall
we fadin' em all
Put your glasses in the air, goes out to y'all

goes out to the cats on the corner
Stressin' and strugglin' just to get a
I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do
Hold head up 'cause they can't touch ya
This out to the girls in the streets
Like going all out so their kids can eat
I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do something
Hold head up 'cause they can't touch ya
This out

My homies, you touch me
If you don't really me
goes out to my homies
You can't me
If you don't really me
This goes out to my
You touch me
If you don't know me
goes out to my homies
You can't me
If you don't really me