Luyện nghe bài hát 4 the Fame

It gave me the first time
I saw that nigga since he shot LaGhram
They had him locked down, he got his up
And now he he's the fuckin' man

No remorse, that cold
He's runnin' shit now or so I'm
Word up the devil done stole his in fact
I heard he it long ago

No to break out, from the ghetto
That be fiends out of moms
Car alarms, packin' heat the beef is on
Word is bond, son, in triteness it's all the same

Watch your it's a god damn shame, who's fakin' jax
Your friend will sell you out and no doubt
He's makin' a name, die for the fame
I don't want much I just everything, die for the fame.

'Some get a little, and some get
Some catch a bad one' yo, was my anthem
17 long years of blood tears
Nigga you never there, nigga you would never care

Fuck the 'cause the world fucked me
You take me outta' hard times
But you hard times outta' me

Run shit, bitch, we was tight
But now I out for myself, only for myself
I'm a changed man with a changed game
Hung out together, up, you was my main man
But shit's not the same, I'm in it for the fame

nightmare scenes that souped his head up
His broken heart and broken got him mad fed up
The done got his eyes, he cried for the first time
Since his mother when he was 5

his sorrows in Jack D and Old E
Just then he glad he reminded himself of his daddy
Who made the his wife and hit it every night

His tears thick, his thoughts were mad hectic
not pretending, he's thinking of ending
The reminiscing over times and hard luck
gave a fuck again the agony struck
He put the in his mouth, bit down and just bucked