Luyện nghe bài hát 4 the Fame

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

No remorse, that niggas
runnin' shit now or so I'm told
Word up the devil stole his soul in fact
I he sold it long ago

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

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

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

Fuck the word the world fucked me
You could take me hard times
But you can't hard times me

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

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

his sorrows in Jack D and Old E
Just then he wasn't glad he reminded of his daddy
Who made the his wife and hit it every night

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