Luyện nghe bài hát Blessing In Disguise

I just enough 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
Greed breeds jealousy, nigga, out here getting fo's
Catch a nigga slipping, put a in his temple
Homie, the same rules, money talks, simple
My kinfolk, call it I'm living like the high life
Only if he knew what I had to do to keep my right
I tell you I got hindsight
See it in the distance, keep the rhymes tight
My mind like, game recognize
Real recognize real, .45 strapped
Underneath the white tee, Zimmerman get shot
Hero, it ain't nothing but a sandwich, call the now
the police, stop running
White boys nigga' neighborhoods, gunning
the innocent, and then the beginning ends
You was doing 50 in the 35, the is
You fit the description of the subject in incident
We gon' have to take you downtown for some
Damn, a in disguise if you ask me
I was just about to hit the highway with my key
Could it be that God is intervenes
With my life like he did so times in between
A half a block from the crime scene
A minute earlier and was me, think
I've been Ross since he was Teflon
Same now it was back then, nothing stepped on
Dopeman, yelling
Cook it it's rock hard, bag it up, sell it
Aroma so loud, so loud that you can it
Death to them niggas getting caught go and it

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

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

time I turn around, y'all got something 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 trying to be all I can be
But not for free, that's why the we roll, I need that

I that, I need that, I need that bad