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 that
Hey

1]
Yeah the mental state of a young black conflicted
The life I done seen on the screen is addictive
and clothes I done dreamed about
And all the that I thinked about
Ey tell me am I wrong for visualizing material shit I had
Waving gats instead of the American dream
Why do we cling to the
Knowing killin'
My high enough to swaing from the ceiling
Ink from the pen spilling on my
with dreams, this is my whole book
Still the screams from girls shot and killed my head on a daily
At times I God can you blame me they can't tame me?
My voice screech the street Im a beast on em
Oh no he not fold you will not see a priest on him
He will not slip or lose his grip got them cleats on em
But never will he run unless you call on em

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

2]
Yeah pussy 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 pride made us stand right there
Not understanding we lose our life there
And then the hit us, thinking bout the calls from long distance
Ugh as lil in the Ville we was trippin
Type of nose ass niggas to watching the until its over
They ran when the gatts came out, I moved
what was I thinking? wasn't trying to be cool its
Just the thrill of the danger get so up with anger
When a stranger get to
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 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 thought I would? I gotta

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

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