Luyện nghe bài hát Blessing In Disguise

I live just for the city so I get by
Money never changed how I felt, I risk my
Life for a dollar, homie? Nah, I think so
breeds jealousy, nigga, out here when getting fo's
Catch a slipping, put a bullet in his temple
Homie, the same rules, money talks, simple
My kinfolk, call it I'm living like the high life
Only if he what I had to do to keep my mind right
I you I got 20/20 hindsight
See it in the distance, hieroglyphics the rhymes tight
My mind like, game recognize
Real recognize real, .45 strapped
Underneath the white tee, get shot down
Hero, it ain't but a sandwich, call the cops now
Fuck the police, running
boys terrorize nigga' neighborhoods, gunning
Down the innocent, and then the beginning
You was doing 50 in the 35, the is
You fit the of the subject in this 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 highway with my key
it be that maybe God is intervenes
With my life like he did so many times in
A half a block away from the scene
A minute earlier and was me, think
I've been knowing since he was Teflon
Same nigga now it was back then, stepped on
Dopeman, yelling
Cook it 'til it's hard, bag it up, sell it
Aroma so loud, so loud you can smell it
Death to them niggas caught go and tell it

Every time I turn around, y'all got to say about me
But y'all don't a damn thing about me
Just what you see, that's you judge me on
time I turn around 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 we roll, I need that

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

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

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

I need that, I that, I need that bad