Luyện nghe bài hát Blessing In Disguise

I live enough for the city so I get by
Money never how I felt, would I risk my
Life for a dollar, homie? Nah, I don't so
Greed breeds jealousy, nigga, out here when getting
Catch a slipping, put a bullet in his temple
Homie, it's the rules, money talks, simple
My kinfolk, call it what I'm living like the life
Only if he knew what I had to do to keep my mind
I tell you I got 20/20
See it in the distance, hieroglyphics keep the rhymes
My mind like, game that
Real recognize real, .45 strapped
Underneath the white tee, Zimmerman get down
Hero, it ain't but a sandwich, call the cops now
the police, stop running
White terrorize nigga' neighborhoods, gunning
Down the innocent, and then the ends
You was doing 50 in the 35, the is
You fit the description of the subject in this
We gon' have to take you for some questionin'
Damn, a blessin in if you ask me
I was just about to hit the with my last key
Could it be maybe God is intervenes
With my life like he did so times in between
A half a block away the crime scene
A minute earlier and was me, think
I've been knowing Ross he was Teflon
Same now it was back then, nothing stepped on
Dopeman, yelling
Cook it 'til rock hard, bag it up, sell it
Aroma so loud, so loud you can smell it
Death to them niggas getting caught go and it

Every time I around, y'all got something to say about me
But don't know a damn thing about me
Just you see, that's what you judge me on
Every time I turn around the be pointing fingers at me
Homie, I'm trying to be all I can be
But not for free, that's why the fuck we roll, I need

Can't even this day here, my nigga
I remember us sitting in the parking lot talking about money

Cracks in the wall, standing in the
Sunny south Florida, a motherfucker
for a war, barely wanna talk
Ballys on, my nigga, as walking back and forth
Makes you wanna hustle, take of my brothers
Raymond passed away, here's for his mother
It never is enough, to show her that I love him
We were fishing buddies, the dog, split the puppies
on the wall, bitches we done raw
Niggas getting robbed, the only shit we can solve
We all get it, ball for a minute
Accept collect calls, our dawgs that we did it
money orders, that what uncle Kenny taught us
Keep your face clean you're out here bending corners
Always in mind, you fall in love a thousand times
Regardless what we went through, I'm still right here by your
Artificial homies, worse the ages
When you parking all your cars, they wanna the payments
Rose petals dripping on the
Baby boy done into a bastard
On that lean, you know I fuck her
Work white as Ora in that plastic
Took shots, shed tears, war
Bust bottles on yachts, tall
a case, don't talk, that's raw
Scarface, Ross, big boys
Big boys, Scarface, Rozay, we big

time I turn around, y'all got something to say about me
But y'all don't know a damn thing me
Just what you see, that's what you me on
Every time I turn around the guilty be pointing at me
Homie, I'm just to be all I can be
But not for free, why the fuck we roll, I need that

I need that, I need that, I that bad