Luyện nghe bài hát 4 the Fame

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 died he was 5

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

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