Luyện nghe bài hát Blessing In Disguise

I just enough for the city so I get by
Money never changed how I felt, would I my
Life for a dollar, homie? Nah, I don't so
Greed jealousy, nigga, out here when getting fo's
Catch a nigga slipping, put a bullet in his
Homie, it's the rules, money talks, simple
My kinfolk, call it what I'm living the high life
Only if he knew what I had to do to my mind right
I you I got 20/20 hindsight
See it in the distance, hieroglyphics keep the tight
My mind like, recognize that
Real recognize real, .45 strapped
Underneath the tee, Zimmerman get shot down
Hero, it nothing but a sandwich, call the cops now
Fuck the police, stop
White terrorize nigga' neighborhoods, gunning
the innocent, and then the beginning ends
You was 50 in the 35, the ending is
You fit the description of the subject in incident
We have to take you downtown 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 that maybe God is
With my life like he did so many in between
A half a block away from the crime
A minute earlier and was me, think
I've been knowing Ross he was Teflon
nigga now it was back then, nothing stepped on
Dopeman, dopeman
it 'til it's rock hard, bag it up, sell it
Aroma so loud, so loud you can smell it
Death to niggas getting caught go and tell it

Every I turn around, y'all got something to say about me
But y'all don't a damn thing about me
what you see, that's what you judge me on
Every time I turn the guilty 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 that

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

Cracks in the wall, in the puddle
Sunny south Florida, a motherfucker
Ready for a war, barely talk
on, my nigga, as they walking back and forth
Makes you hustle, take care of my brothers
Raymond passed away, here's for his mother
It never is enough, trying to show her I love him
We were fishing buddies, breed the dog, the puppies
Pictures on the wall, we done raw
getting robbed, the only shit that we can solve
We all get it, ball for a minute
Accept collect calls, our dawgs that we did it
Plenty money orders, that uncle Kenny taught us
Keep your face clean when you're out here corners
Always keep in mind, you fall in love a thousand
Regardless what we went through, I'm still right here by your
Artificial homies, than the ages
you parking all your cars, they wanna know the payments
Rose dripping on the casket
Baby boy done grew a bastard
On lean, you know I fuck her fantastic
Work white as Ora in that plastic
Took shots, shed tears, war
bottles on yachts, stand tall
Catch a case, talk, that's raw
Scarface, Rick Ross, big
Big boys, Scarface, Rozay, we big

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

I need that, I that, I need that bad