Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't No Turning Around

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

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

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

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

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

5: Yo Gotti]
Before you put your 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 sentence for a brick of white
if your record clean Lord knows it's a poor sight
Caugh up in the snitch, on em' you don't match now
Remember what I you, fuck it, you can turn your back now
Once a time he was real, he a rat now
Never your back on niggas that you thug with
Bitch that you really like, fall in love with
Never seen you plug the money up front
If you smoke get your own don't hit a nigga blunt
Remember dope gon sale and bitches leave
Niggas go to jail, so that's a day from hell
Young oh well, thinking he a player
Now he living through his pictures on the wall and his
But he ain't tell, so 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, nigga go live