Luyện nghe bài hát Blessing In Disguise

I just enough for the city so I get by
never changed how I felt, would I risk 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 same rules, money talks,
My kinfolk, call it what I'm living 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, keep the rhymes tight
My like, game recognize that
Real real, still .45 strapped
Underneath the white tee, Zimmerman get down
Hero, it nothing but a sandwich, call the cops now
Fuck the police, running
White terrorize nigga' neighborhoods, gunning
Down the innocent, and then the beginning
You was 50 in the 35, the ending is
You fit the description of the in this incident
We gon' have to take you downtown for questionin'
Damn, a blessin in if you ask me
I was just to hit the highway 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 from the scene
A minute earlier and was me, think
I've been knowing Ross since he was
Same nigga now it was back then, nothing on
Dopeman, dopeman
it 'til it's rock hard, bag it up, sell it
Aroma so loud, so that you can smell it
Death to them niggas caught go and tell it

Every time I turn around, got something to say about me
But y'all don't know a 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 just to be all I can be
But not for free, why the fuck we roll, I need that

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

in the wall, standing in the puddle
Sunny 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, something for his mother
It never is enough, to show her that I love him
We were fishing buddies, breed the dog, the puppies
on the wall, bitches we done raw
Niggas getting robbed, the shit that we can solve
We all get it, ball for a minute
Accept calls, tell our dawgs that we did it
Plenty orders, that what uncle Kenny taught us
Keep your face clean when you're out here corners
Always keep in mind, you fall in love a times
what we went through, I'm still right here by your side
Artificial homies, than the ages
When you parking all your cars, they wanna the payments
Rose petals dripping on the
boy done grew into a bastard
On that lean, you know I fuck her
white as Rita Ora in that plastic
Took shots, tears, that's war
bottles 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, got something to say about me
But y'all don't know a damn thing me
Just you see, that's what 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, why the fuck we roll, I need that

I need that, I that, I need that bad