Luyện nghe bài hát Been A Long Time

Let me see 3's, put em up
This for all my lil' soldiers out there in the world
or put in a situation (situation) where they didn't have a
(fuck the nigga you got a choice)
on whether wanted to be there or not
In the ghetto it's kill or be killed, in a place called the
(ya me?)

C-Murder]

It's been a long time a nigga showed me love
I'ma it - even if I have to spill a nigga blood
It's been a long since a nigga showed me love
but I'ma make it even if I have to spill a blood

I'm in crime, I'm pushin nickels and dimes
and will I lose my mind, or am I wastin my
I'm breakin bread, on the block, them thugs no love
Fresh out of jail, to kill, took two shots and lived
It ain't my time, I the Lord, to put the reaper on hold
I know my soul is kinda cold, pops me to be bold
and I'm a man, protected by my set and my weapon
Ain't no regrettin, stripes, from them niggaz I'm checkin
Them 15's, layin like the man, callin shots
Holdin meetings on the block a young at the top
and will I make it, out the ghetto, fuck the future I'm usedta
what I'm doin right now, and this shit will never stop

Two years I'm up like a BITCH I'm boxed up
Hard times got me nigga, I shoulda BEEN put them rocks up
But it's the code of the ghetto, your own take care of your moms
By any stack yo' chips, if it's illegal nigga don't trip
They're dead, ya me nigga serve me don't be like no busta
These streets love ya and uhh I really don't trust ya
Make a move fool you choose, you gotta pay your own
And all them gold teeth and tattoos, them ain't nuttin but clues
I'ma menace to society, I slang dope, in
Be like A.J., come take a ride, you see is what you get nigga
You or you sleep, but me, I'm packin my heat
Cause real life ain't on TV nigga, real life is on the beotch

2X]

It's been a long motherfuckin time since a showed me love
C-Murder,
Projects the cold hearted streets of New
The infamous ghetto, young niggaz, will age
Streets got me crazy, will I die I don't
It's war crimes baby, takin the world
Put in a situation, to, handle your business
Handle your own hold own boy that's the code of the ghetto
I die I don't know baby
It ain't up to me up to that man upstairs
So I just say to all the young out there
goin through what I went through, a way out
So your head high
and keep your heat low, ya me?
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