Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't No Turning Around

[Verse 1: Yo
I'm from the hard life, that all white life
Pop a wheelie on that 4 yea that's that bike life
Niggas like casper catch me in a ghost with drop head after
You a slave master, rob own kind blind lean blind
And I ain't join your team I got my own grind
Got my own mind, my own 9's, fifty five hundred like a hundred's some times

Yo Gotti]
Once you put your hand on pot
Ain't no turning around, ain't no around
Once you bush first Glock
Ain't no around, ain't no turning around
Once you jump off that (young nigga)
Ain't no turning around, ain't no turning
These hot as a torch (young nigga)
no turning around, ain't no turning around

[Verse 2:
I'm from the hard knock life, that all black
It's making sales on a mountain bike, yeah, that's that life
Break a whole one and sell 'em all next
Couple days later, door six
Love to let the semi spray every a henny day
Fuck it gon charge you like you an adult anyway
Yeah, just at those that took a nap
When you're on the road to riches, nigga, no looking back

3: Yo Gotti]
Shots fired men down, he was hands down
brutality, nigga, this reality
Trayvon Martin in a all hoodie
Young big 40 waiting on a bully
Big benz is the on drugs
Watching CNN and my God damn plug
Watching BET and seen my God self
I more love for these streets than my God damn self

[Verse 4:
Uhh Yea haha!
Young niggas wyling, shit rapidly
To give him ten years, do that happily
They don't understand, bringing down the faculty
worried about the fronters, it's the niggas that's in back of me
Grown man b.I., and how they handle it
Reputation is everything, it's over when you're
Money is to get, is just hard to manage it
Always remember the before you put your hand in it

5: Yo Gotti]
Before you put hand in it
You got to be the man in it
You Got to understand it, got to know the to the game
Got to sacrifice, got to know a five year sentence for a brick of white
That's if your record clean Lord knows a poor sight
Caugh up in the snitch, smash on em' you match now
Remember what I told you, fuck it, you can your back now
Once a time he was real, he a rat now
Never turn your back on that you thug with
Bitch that you really like, never fall in with
Never seen you plug with the up front
If you get your own kush don't hit a nigga blunt
Remember dope gon and bitches gonna leave
Soon Niggas go to jail, so a day from hell
nigga oh well, thinking he a player
Now he living through his pictures on the wall and his
But he ain't tell, so nigga I em'
And he hit the streets again, making sure he eat again
He won't be a again, hit em' with a key again
For eighteen five, young go live