Luyện nghe bài hát 40 Acres

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

Unpolished,
This cocaine cowboy pushed it to the
You thought Tony in that cell would've made us
We found his old cell, bitch, we through the digits
Spanish, got me speaking Spanglish
Money universal, that's the only
The dream die, only some real niggas
We was born to mothers who couldn't deal us
Left by fathers who build with us
I had both home, let's keep it real niggas
My better half chose the better path, him
Younger me a spoiled child, I fought him
I heard that the new playground is boredom
The California top just falls back like
And say I'm on the verge of winning
I claim victory when on the verge of sinning
Old habits die
That rainy day bag in the backyard
It's for a hustler, no graveyards
Cause stand up niggas lie on no floors
Much rather burns us, ashes to
Mix us with the powder, sell us to the
We keep it tight, rip it out the plastic
Now you motherfuckers raise your glasses, Push'

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

Unpolished,
Might have broke a or two but gave an honest effort
My nonchalant is always fuck it
35 years of marriage and my left it
You question if you ever stood a chance with him
The better question is did you enjoy the dance him
(Yughh!) I'll probably never you chair out, bitch
You know this money grew hair out, switch
All that I bought you wear out
Rich, and I'm the only one I care
Place above me, God don't like ugly
Hate me or love me, he can judge me
Unpolished,
Big willie with the blow, niggas, I am
School of knock, I attended
hard rock, fuck who I offended
I was a goner, punished by
Called him tar baby now he's transcending
The 911 came the ass shots
A toothless crackhead was the
The of the key to that padlock
I'm Jordan vs for the last shot
I all mine, reparations
We growin' poppy on my 40 acres, Push!

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