Luyện nghe bài hát 40 Acres

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

Unpolished,
This cowboy pushed it to the limit
You thought Tony in cell would've made us timid
We his old cell, bitch, we searchin' through the digits
Anything Spanish, got me Spanglish
universal, that's the only language
The dream die, only some real niggas
We was born to mothers who couldn't deal us
by fathers who wouldn't build with us
I had mine home, let's keep it real niggas
My better chose the better path, applaud him
Younger brother me a spoiled child, I him
I heard that the Devil's new is boredom
The California top just falls back like
And they say I'm on the verge of
I claim victory when Malice on the verge of
Old habits die
That rainy day bag buried in the
heaven for a hustler, no graveyards
Cause stand up niggas lie on no floors
Much rather burns us, to ashes
Mix us with the powder, us to the masses
We keep it tight, rip it out the plastic
Now you motherfuckers raise 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 leave what's mine
I'd rather die, than go
I'd die, than go home
And I leaving without my 40 acres

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

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