Luyện nghe bài hát 4 the Fame

It me chills the first time
I saw that 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
He's runnin' shit now or so I'm
Word up the devil done his soul in fact
I heard he sold it ago

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sinkin' his 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
He's not pretending, he's of ending
The reminiscing over hard and hard luck
Nobody gave a fuck again the struck
He put the barrel in his mouth, bit and just bucked