Luyện nghe bài hát Blessed

[Verse 1: Q]
What its for a nigga like me
Livin out his backpack every night needin a new place to
But is now, nigga!

for the money, two for the bitches
Three to get ready cause I feel I did it
Fours for the jealous rapper mad he finished
Turn that motherfucker to a
Man, I got so much shit up on my plate
I was hangin on corners late
Pockets wasnt straight,
I gon make it at this rate, dawg
Know Im sayin?
Nigga prayin up to God just hopin he hear a nigga
I know the world got problems and its much bigger
But I figured, Id get some up off my chest
To all my niggas I die for
Load my up, go out and war for
To all my niggas thatll never make it out the
it, keep goin hard, dont let em see you weak
To all my first time steppin in the pen
Read a book and exercise, keep your in
To all my thats gon fuck around and die today
Take our hats off, bow our heads and let us
wanna say

[Hook: Q]
Stay my nigga, blessed my nigga
Really think about it, be worse my nigga
stress my nigga, yes my nigga
We all my nigga

2: ScHoolBoy Q]
Now how the Im posed to say this?
You see, my nigga just lost his son while Im huggin on my daughter
I her harder
her on the head as I cry for a bit
Thinkin of bullshit to tell him, like
Itll be okay. Youll be straight, be aight.
Well, fuck shit, whatever you need, yo, I got it!
Whether its money or some weed or in work, fuck it, then Im ridin!
You know wassup, but now a nigga couldnt stick
myself that after yall moved that Id be a fuckin fool
To be livin by the rules
Fuck police tattoos, that happens when you school
But anyway, keep the faith, stay brah
Remain solid
Keep playin ball cause its the way up out it brah
A proud of ya
Tell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, Ill have whatever he
We the last of a dyin breed, life, smoke trees
See how far weve come, but most, Im sorry for son

[Bridge:
And you gotta shed no tear
Ill be
And Imma be right here
I aint those years
Ill be
But Imma always be here

3: Kendrick Lamar]
Livin in a premature wait
Never grow to see the pearly gates
Every time a bullet detonate
Of obituary carry crates of a scary
a family member that relate to ya
In December you was finna pin another
On your record in a stolen Expedition, it safe
As the record you was hearin angels entertain
Every pun intended, that was wicked, comin your brain
Recognize you listened and you didnt hit the again
Thats because the minute after you had moved you would be
Open up another in the book and read gain
Story of a gun-clapper really tryna make a
Everybody (blessed my nigga)
Yes, my nigga, blessed
Take advantage, do your best, my
Dont stress, you was granted everything this planet
you imagine, you possess, my nigga
You reject these niggas, that neglect, respect
For the progress of a step, my nigga
Step, my nigga
One, two, skip,
Back, back, look both
it off the hip
Blast at say that you cant flip
crack into rap music every other zip is a track
Get to it, get it off quick
Come back, give to the city youve built
Thats that, dont trip, see money, fuck niggas,
It aint nothin but a of fuck niggas dawg
In a minute gon be winnin
Put a little in it then recognize that we all