Luyện nghe bài hát 40 Acres

Trouble world, trouble
Trouble times destroyed my
No change of heart, no change of
You can take what's but you gon' leave what's mine
I'd die, than go home
I'd rather die, than go
And I ain't leaving my 40 acres

Unpolished,
This cowboy pushed it to the limit
You thought Tony in that cell would've us timid
We his old cell, bitch, we searchin' through the digits
Spanish, got me speaking Spanglish
Money universal, that's the language
The dream ain't die, only some real
We was born to mothers who couldn't with us
Left by who wouldn't build with us
I had both mine home, let's keep it real
My better half chose the better path, him
brother me a spoiled child, I fought him
I that the Devil's new playground is boredom
The California top just falls like autumn
And say I'm on the verge of winning
I victory when Malice on the verge of sinning
Old habits die
That rainy day bag buried in the
heaven for a hustler, no graveyards
Cause stand up niggas don't lie on no
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'

world, trouble child
Trouble times my smile
No change of heart, no change of
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 leaving without my 40

Unpolished,
have broke a heart or two but gave an honest effort
My nonchalant is always fuck it
35 years of marriage and my left it
You shouldn't question if you 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 I bought you wear out
Rich, and I'm the only one I care
Place none above me, God don't like
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 genres
The 911 came with the ass
A crackhead was the mascot
The owner of the key to that
I'm Jordan vs Cavs for the shot
I all mine, reparations
We growin' poppy on my 40 acres, Push!

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