Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Luv

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*Down the is...*

The Damaja
This is to my brothers and sisters in the
jail legend, fingerprints on full metal

Jackets like design, so you can't hack it
But you musn't get caught up in these devilish
Never let the man pull ya like Geppetto
The game's the same, boricua or
watch ya step and you be like, mi amigo
Forenzics the maps, so now he's on death row
Yo the steelo, real brothers do it on the d-low
have the battle, so now you know

To be on point, 'cause can be a casualty
Some brothers lost there life, fuckin O.P.P.
Um and P.C.P.
From the cradle to the penitentary
He'll be in the middle of next
Ask me, is it crying
You got to watch how you flow and you grow

If not you get tripped up in the

Chorus 2X
This is for the blak luv
is for the ghetto, blak luv, blak luv

{Jeru The
is to my brothers and sisters in the ghetto
Sellin yae yo, playin c-lo, po-po

Some got murdered over a kilo
5-0 ask questions, but know

What's the M.O., another brother trying to get
Be careful how you live, 'cause how you go
like Rambo, get shot down by the Commando

Call your co-defendent sing like
No problemo, but you sing soprano
sadimize, a man at the 7-0
Be careful you go yo, and just in case you ain't know

I flow, to the ghetto

Chorus 4X

{Jeru The
is to my brothers and sisters in the ghetto
Trying to be like Pablo, DeNiro, Al
You be all right until you run up on

Get red handed, so you got to go
You lose the crib, the car, the and the dough
can't be happenin so you like "Oh No"
So avoid fate, and absorb the conscious flow
is not a demo, strictly for the ghetto
Not the limo, for the pimp, hustler and the ho
And I'm gonna let you
Whether you as black as jack or as nino

From the
Blak Luv, is we need to flow

Chorus 4X

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