Luyện nghe bài hát 2Face

Hey I got a in a dream
But its all a n-gga got so its about green
And im all up in spot
Hey

1]
Yeah the mental of a young black genius conflicted
The fast life I done seen on the is addictive
Money and clothes I done dreamed
And all the hoes I thinked about
Ey tell me am I wrong for visualizing material shit I had
Waving gats instead of flags the dream
Why do we cling to the
they killin'
My n-ggas enough to swaing from the ceiling
Ink from the pen on my notebook
Filled with dreams, this is my whole
Still the screams from girls and killed fill my head on a daily
At times I question God can you me they can't tame me?
My voice through the street Im a beast on em
Oh no he will not fold you not see a priest on him
He will not or lose his grip they got them cleats on em
But will he run unless you call police on em

One time, two times, times
Sometimes I scrap sometimes Im throwin up the sign
Its two sides to a n-gga
I said Its two to a n-gga yo
Ey look im feeling high
im feeling low
Lord will I die will I survive let a n-gga
You say you me but what side did you get to know?
Its two to a n-gga yo yo yo

2]
Yeah some pussy put out on me and my mans
Wasn't for the pistol we drop em there where he stands
But still we never ran foolish made us stand right there
Not understanding we could lose our there
And then the hit us, thinking bout the close calls long distance
Ugh as lil n-ggas in the Ville we was
Type of nose ass to watching the fight until its over
They ran when the gatts came out, I moved
Foolish what was I thinking? wasn't to be cool its
the thrill of the danger get so filled up with anger
When a get to violating
He sleeping on me wide awake, bitch i,ll him
Im of wait on my ticket out this mothaf-cka
Hope they don't kill me before I get up out mothaf-cka
I go,
Now can I be that n-gga I thought I I gotta know
Will I make it like I I would? I gotta blow

3]
Yeah I seen heaven, hell
The two faces of the
One side dreams, the other real
One side schemes, the other side
What the brings another mother cry still
Why the f-ck am I here
That n-gga died why the am I still alive?
I feel ashamed the good Lord done brought all this success to me
And all I seem to on is all this stress on me
homie we breathin
Cold world got me
Wrote this when I was so hey I guess we even
Though it fighting demons trying to stop from bustin semen
In an unfamiliar I know my n-ggas feel this shit
How could I f-ck her And I just met the hoe
My dick took over it aint never felt wet before
Im stressing in my mind but its way to late to it
Make shit so bad, I had a condom in my pocket
Lets the topic
Before I go
I'm so alert, riding 95
Naw I aint finna to go to
I'm headed back home aint staying long
I'm chasing shawty im paying back loans
I'm paying dues that a n-gga tax on
Im tryina like a n-gga playing saxophone
Im playing daddy to another daughter
don't worry even Jesus never saw his father
I don't me at all though
Yeah say it bother me
They got me thinking my mom though
Man I cant wait to sing song I be like, I be like

Hey cry hey ohh no
We aint gotta worry bout the no more
We aint gotta bout how them bill get paid
We gotta worry how the meals get fed
Hey cry hey ohh no
We aint gotta worry the money no more
We aint gotta worry bout how bill get paid
We aint gotta how the meals get fed
Hey Hey Hey