Luyện nghe bài hát Be Careful

(Bizzy)
Little Layzie the plan up
And Wish said I wouldn't
Til he was witness to my sickness, pickin' em off
What? I was a baby, pops callin' me bitch, hurtin' my moms
Gimme the to stop your breathin'
And I will him eatin' lesions
I ain't even drop the
In the i'm at Juvi,
til I escaped in Cleveland, sinnin' and Uzis
You won't punk me, a don't front me
No crack, put it up and
And get with the Bone Thugs
In the winter walkin', real weezy by
And dreams of hookin' with made me queasy
Maybe no food and bad
You see, my left me no wealth, put it in my loins
And plus, my groins stay
And count on yourself
Damn, who would've thanks, swing I'm slick
And even I'ma stick all of my shit, you better back off em, bitch
Remember crack them blastin' with Deuce
Deuce isn't missin' over dick
I'm still on my mission

(Chorus)
You gotta be where you go
You gotta be careful you do
You be careful who you use
You gotta be who you choose

(Bizzy)
See, in the trenches my henchmen
Respecting the blessings given on the
While my pops is all up in prison, I miss him
With no child tales, I was a daddy at twelve
Hell, I my children all is well
Oh yeah, a key for payments
See my need it daily
Lay Lay I see shady, huh
must be crazy
I love my lady but no way will she me for pay, baby
And i'm for mine, give up my money, money
Nigga, they can't me make it clear hustlin' year to year
Why don't you lend in need niggas is out here strugglin'
Holdin' the tears, but it ain't nothin'
Somethin', somethin', but enough to blow up the
One of my homies I buck with, oh

(Chorus: 2X)
You gotta be where you go
You gotta be careful you do
You gotta be who you use
You gotta be careful who you

(Bizzy)
You know what I tell her with attitude, do what you gotta do
Go fuck who you wanna
Smoke whoever you want to
Wait a minute when it haunt you
And while every nigga in jail found the
Cause it's time to visit the parole
I strapped down, hold the gat down, hit the floor
I'm comin' up this motherfucker through the door
come when the money's abundant
But then start runnin' when it no fun
And when the war close, and niggas get gun-sick
Tellin' me to think my kids
Big bitch, swear to God, they ain't
You can turn a ho a house wife
Or fake niggas into real
everyone wanna be in the limelight
Or they wanna be the to kill on the frontline
to the message,
cause other motherfuckers have you like prison
They ain't to go to Heaven
Might as well out your weapon and blast yourself
I had a vision of a little
I'm on a mission traveling the
Talk to all the little children, the is fake
And don't listen, your back
A had a premonition

(Chorus) (repeat fade)
You be careful where you go
You be careful what you do
You gotta be who you use
You gotta be who you choose