Luyện nghe bài hát 2Face

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

1]
Yeah the mental state of a young black genius
The fast life I done on the screen is addictive
Money and clothes I done about
And all the hoes that I about
Ey me am I wrong for visualizing material shit I neva had
gats instead of flags the American dream
Why do we to the villians?
Knowing they
My n-ggas high enough to swaing from the
Ink from the pen spilling on my
Filled with dreams, is my whole book
Still the screams girls shot and killed fill my head on a daily
At times I question God can you blame me they can't me?
My voice through the street Im a beast on em
Oh no he not fold you will not see a priest on him
He will not or lose his grip they got them cleats on em
But never will he run unless you police on em

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

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

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

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