Luyện nghe bài hát 4 the Fame

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

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

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

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

get a little, and some get none
Some a bad one' yo, that was my anthem
17 long years of blood tears
Nigga you never there, nigga you would never care

the word 'cause the world fucked me
You could take me outta' times
But you can't hard 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 plan
out together, grew up, you was my main man
But shit's not the same, I'm in it for the fame

Childhood nightmare scenes that his head up
His heart and broken dreams got him mad fed up
The pain done got his eyes, he cried for the time
Since his mother died he was 5

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

His tears were thick, his thoughts mad hectic
He's not pretending, he's of ending
The reminiscing hard times and hard luck
Nobody gave a again the agony struck
He put the in his mouth, bit down and just bucked