Luyện nghe bài hát 40 Acres

Trouble world, child
Trouble times my smile
No of heart, no change of mind
You can take what's but you gon' leave what's mine
I'd rather die, than go
I'd die, than go home
And I leaving without my 40 acres

Unpolished,
This cowboy pushed it to the limit
You thought Tony in cell would've made us timid
We found his old cell, bitch, we through the digits
Spanish, got me speaking Spanglish
Money universal, that's the language
The dream die, only some real niggas
We was born to mothers who deal with us
Left by fathers who build with us
I had both mine home, keep it real niggas
My better half chose the path, applaud him
brother me a spoiled child, I fought him
I heard that the Devil's new is boredom
The California top just back like autumn
And they say I'm on the verge of
I claim victory when Malice on the verge of
Old die hard
That rainy day bag in the backyard
It's heaven for a hustler, no
Cause stand up niggas lie on no floors
Much rather us, ashes to ashes
Mix us the powder, sell us to the masses
We keep it tight, rip it out the plastic
Now you celebrate motherfuckers your glasses, Push'

world, trouble child
Trouble destroyed my smile
No of heart, no change of mind
You can take what's yours but you gon' leave what's
I'd rather die, than go
I'd die, than go home
And I ain't without my 40 acres

Unpolished,
Might broke a heart or two but gave an honest effort
My nonchalant attitude is fuck it
35 years of and my momma left it
You shouldn't if you ever stood a chance with him
The better question is did you enjoy the with him
(Yughh!) I'll probably never you chair out, bitch
You know money grew your hair out, switch
All shit I bought you wear out
Rich, and I'm the only one I about
Place none me, God don't like ugly
Hate me or love me, only he can me
Unpolished,
Big willie with the blow, niggas, I am
of hard knock, I attended
Selling hard rock, fuck who I
I was a goner, punished by
Called him tar baby now transcending genres
The 911 came with the ass
A toothless was the mascot
The owner of the key to padlock
I'm Jordan vs Cavs for the last
I need all mine,
We poppy seeds on my 40 acres, Push!

Trouble world, child
times destroyed my smile
No change of heart, no of mind
You can take what's yours but you gon' leave what's
I'd rather die, than go
I'd die, than go home
And I ain't without my 40 acres