Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't No Turning Around

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

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

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

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

[Verse 4:
Uhh Yea haha!
Young wyling, shooting shit rapidly
To him ten years, they do that happily
They don't understand, they bringing the faculty
Ain't worried about the fronters, it's the niggas that's in of me
man b.I., and that's how they handle it
Reputation is everything, it's when you're damaging
Money is to get, is just hard to manage it
Always remember the rules 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 it's a five year sentence for a brick of white
That's if your record clean knows it's a poor sight
Caugh up in the snitch, on em' you don't match now
Remember what I told you, it, you can turn your back now
Once a time he was real, he a rat now
turn your back on niggas that you thug with
Bitch you really like, never fall in love with
Never seen you with the money up front
If you smoke get your own kush don't hit a nigga
Remember dope gon sale and bitches gonna
Soon Niggas go to jail, so that's a day hell
Young nigga oh well, thinking he a
Now he living through his pictures on the wall and his
But he tell, so nigga I salute em'
And when he hit the streets again, making sure he eat
He won't be a beast again, hit em' a key again
For eighteen five, nigga go live