Luyện nghe bài hát Time

3 kids started off being to the end
Growing up in a time turned boys to men
was the slick one, the little girls liked him
And all the little in the hood, wanted to fight him

But Carlo, nigga James wasn't having that
James had boxing game and left niggaz flat
All of us 12 or 13 at the
Drinking cheap wine and smokin' bag dimes

I was into writing rhyme in at school
Waitin' for the to ring so we can go and shoot pool
One day, up the block niggaz came talking shit
Bragin' on they clique and how many crews click with

Tryin' to start some extra clip shit, niggaz so for real
James so to get with fucked his whole grill
Carlo, that slick nigga a 22
They got some too, what the fuck we gonna do?

and hit the back door, now we in the alleyway
Running, pumpin' fast tryin' to see another day
Blessed to escape the
Time and time again, we the mayhem

Yo, what's been goin' on
Man, that shit down dogg
What's down with you?
I heard you got rich, uh?
You don't fuck with us
In the no more, uh?

You know it's funny how shit changes,
How life can up a friendship that's so tight
Years after all the and misdemeanor crimes
Us being homeboys, seem so fine

Years of just fuckin' around, rappin' in the
Found me with a gold album, tryin' to my life good
Carlo got popped 8 keys in a minivan
Somewhere in Tex, Arcan, doin' a hundred man

That nigga James, straight on them snouts
dope boys, gettin' what the fuck he want
The game changed, now you gotta play death
Now I have to ask

Do you your childhood, back when
You didn't have to have loot, to friends
Now it's all your Benjamin's, your cash flow
And if a nigga fuck with that, he better

Time changed everything, us
And if I see you in the streets, I gotta
You used to be a friend to me, one I trust
Now if you see me in the streets, you bust

One day, I'm on my way to the studio, ya
Pick up a zip of hay, after I off my kids
Flippin' through the hood, seen with his little crew
Blue rags up, in a drop top

Bloodshot eyes, I smell the dip burnin'
Bumpin' DJ Squeaky, flashin' what the
He asked about Carlo, well what can I
I write him when I get a but I pray for him everyday

Lookin' at my ride, tellin' me you comin' up
with that rappin' stuff, I guess you just forgot about us
Na cat, it ain't that, I gotta eat
when James clicked and pulled out his fuckin' heat

I hit the gas, he kept bustin' till the was empty
17 shots and nothin' hot nip me
Quickly, grabbed my and opened it up wide
The nigga on the side instantly died

James bailed, I gave chase, the consequence
If I let him live, he'll start another
12 years ago, I thought I'd see the day
Shit ever be this way

Do you remember your childhood, when
You didn't to have loot, to have friends
Now it's all about your Benjamin's, cash flow
And if a nigga with that, he better know

Time everything, between us
And if I see you in the streets, I gotta
You used to be a friend to me, one I could
Now if you see me in the streets, you better