Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't No Turning Around

[Verse 1: Yo
I'm from the hard knock life, all white life
Pop a wheelie on that 4 wheeler yea that's that bike
Niggas ghost like casper catch me in a 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 hand on that pot
Ain't no turning around, ain't no around
Once you bush first Glock
no turning around, ain't no turning around
Once you jump off that (young nigga)
no turning around, ain't no turning around
These streets hot as a (young nigga)
Ain't no around, ain't no turning around

2: Jadakiss]
I'm from the hard knock life, that all black
It's making sales on a mountain bike, yeah, that crack life
a whole one down and sell 'em all next
Couple days later, door six
Love to let the semi spray day's a henny day
Fuck it they gon charge you like you an adult
Yeah, just at those that took a nap
When you're on the road to riches, nigga, ain't no back

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

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

[Verse 5: Yo
Before you put hand in it
You got to be the man in it
You Got to understand it, got to know the rules to the
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, smash on em' you match now
Remember what I you, fuck it, you can turn your back now
Once upon a he was real, he a rat now
Never turn your back on that you thug with
Bitch that you really like, fall in love with
seen you plug with the money up front
If you get your own kush don't hit a nigga blunt
dope gon sale and bitches gonna leave
Soon Niggas go to jail, so a day from hell
Young nigga oh well, he a player
Now he living his pictures on the wall and his mall
But he ain't tell, so nigga I em'
And when he hit the streets again, sure he eat again
He be a beast again, hit em' with a key again
For eighteen five, nigga go live