Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't No Turning Around

[Verse 1: Yo
I'm the hard knock life, that all white life
Pop a wheelie on that 4 wheeler yea that's bike life
Niggas ghost like casper me in a ghost with drop head after
You a slave master, rob own kind blind lean blind
And I join your team cause I got my own grind
Got my own mind, sold my own 9's, fifty five like a hundred's some times

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

[Verse 2:
I'm from the knock life, that all black life
making sales on a mountain bike, yeah, that's that crack life
Break a whole one and sell 'em all next
Couple days later, four six
Love to let the semi spray every day's a day
Fuck it they gon you like you an adult anyway
Yeah, just look at that took a nap
When you're on the road to riches, nigga, ain't no back

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

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

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