Luyện nghe bài hát 40 Acres

Trouble world, trouble
Trouble times 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 rather die, go home
And I leaving without my 40 acres

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

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

Unpolished,
Might broke a heart or two but gave an honest effort
My nonchalant is always fuck it
35 years of marriage and my momma it
You shouldn't question if you ever stood a with him
The better question is did you the dance with him
(Yughh!) I'll probably never pull you chair out,
You know money grew your hair out, switch
All that shit I bought you out
Rich, and I'm the one I care about
none 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
Selling rock, fuck who I offended
I was a goner, punished by
Called him tar baby now transcending genres
The 911 came the ass shots
A crackhead was the mascot
The owner of the key to that
I'm Jordan vs Cavs for the last
I need all mine,
We poppy seeds on my 40 acres, Push!

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