Luyện nghe bài hát All I Know

I came up in the hood, with teenage hustlers
grinders, paper chasin', scrapin' busters
By keepin' dust up noses an' caine homes, an' cans
So they want they ride candy, painted like the man

That Veta tryin' not to his hand
But they need 'em to keep 'em life from they
night prayin' for prayin' go as far as the ceilin'
Got me feel like I'm cursed this heart that I'm dealin'

An' all this liquor hoein' an' goose-neckin'
That I do but I don't to got me losin' blessings
God said take the next two steps if I take the first
I did but in it to an' sellin' the spur

From under my feet, faith an' jump in the street
Back to serve a rocks, to the chrome in the heat
An' runnin' with Gs take it to the block with 'em
Tellin' me, along with my greens, up pot nickel

Well, all I
I'd been down this road before
It ain't the time, won't be the last
I slow down 'cause I'm livin' too fast

It's time to admit, I need help
Still livin' my momma, can't feed myself
Life ain't about who straight, who real, who
An' who gay, about who pray

You can clock my consistent an' efforts up
me, trees an' branches catch draft
When I'm choppin' down a path to walk
don't even know how talk sound
I'm to stop the next step, they drawin' the chalk 'round

Matter of factually, I'll alone
no entourage to back me
God is my every existence, exhalation,
I'll pimp prophets, so profoundin', labels don't like me
I'm one of a kind, gotta find a satellite to contact me

Let us bow, I thank the Almighty God for now
For the strictor, through the tribulation an' trial
For sparin' me when the was darin' me
An' scarin' me, synonymous for me

An' to my family, the Family
An' family, we all family
An' to me health an' an' my son, Kingston
My is my gun, revolutions already begun

Well, all I
That I'd down this road before
It ain't the first time, won't be the
I gotta slow down 'cause I'm too fast

time to admit, I need some help
Still livin' my momma, can't feed myself
Life about who straight, who real, who fake
An' who gay, it's about who

All I know is charge cards, cars an'
Man, it's all for
An' all could go an' when it's gone, you
up yo cell phone, callin' God for

An' who to say day ain't all awful close
An' if you ballin', playa, it's only because your coach
An' it 'bout the lies you hold, laws you broke
Things ya drink, dank an' cigars you

He forgive you an' that's right
Now don't get me wrong, I like LL, but God 'Da
He da greatest of all time, if I'm I'm blind
Can I get a

But we got to stop, we got to stop dirt
Comin' to with a Devil tucked in your purse
Sittin' some leather from Atlanta, came up the prayer
Worried sister, mom's an' hair

All the way worried bout what sister, mom wear
This ya boy or they ride the martyr there?
It matter, at least that's the moral there
In service, with a Bible, lie defer the South

But God bless her, we here to God
An' that's the step inside Holy Church
I said step His Holy Church thinkin'
We all God's Property an' not just Kirk

Well, all I
That I'd been down this road
It ain't the first time, won't be the
I gotta slow down 'cause I'm too fast

It's time to admit, I need help
Still with my momma, can't feed myself
Life ain't who straight, who real, who fake
An' who gay, it's who pray