Luyện nghe bài hát Born A Thug

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Shorty's be
wanna be
So gonna be
A thug

His was a G
And was a G
Ain't nothin' for him to be
But a

gonna be
Shorty be
So he's be
A straight

His was a G
And was a G
But left for him to be
But a

This is a story bout a young
Who's mama was a and his daddy was a drug dealer
Ridin' 'round the corner from 'em was the
sold weed, lace, base, heroin and marijuana

His role was an older nigga
Who kept a wad of hundreds 'cause he had a lot of money
Now keep in mind this is the time that
Miami was really tryin' to put it down

That's back when the pimp game out
That next year crack came out
And it all in the suburbs
But only rich folks afford to go and smoke that good dope

And yo they used to call it
But when it it to my block, me and my boys called it Crack Rock
We used to cook it up and bag it up and 'em
Nickels and dimes to any bitch that was

gonna be
Shorty be
So he's be
A straight

was a G
was a G
Nothin' for him to be
But a

gonna be
Shorty be
So he's be
A straight

was a G
was a G
Nothin' for him to be
But a

And when he hit middle school
He was a typical, ordinary, ass dude
Around the time eighth came around
He had done made up his mind, a nigga lay down now

His job, he was a watch out
He had to scream one time every the cops hit the block
We to call him Bo Brown
when he came around, close shop nigga, shut it down

Them two-hundreds
That was a lot of money for a young sittin' 'round not doin' nothin'
Plus his mama had a from an old nigga out the hood
Who don't do for him

They go another bill, another to feed
Oh well, yo a nigga stop there
He gotta keep food in his and keep the lights on
Ain't like his daddy's comin' back

Now just imagine the of a thirteen year old
Who playin' head of his household, now shit's cold
But then I suppose
You already how the shit go

Shorty's be
Shorty be
So gonna be
A thug

was a G
was a G
Nothin' for him to be
But a

Shorty's be
Shorty be
So gonna be
A thug

was a G
was a G
Nothin' for him to be
But a

He advanced from watch out man to
And now he got two feet deep in it
And he control the whole
But it's kinda different 'cause he's with some stiff competition

And everybody wants to be
All of a sudden friends but then again all they see is
And he ain't too flashy wit it
Not into cars and jewels, nice clothes and new shoes

Half of the money went to his mama
But the other half, you know, the kid had to it stashed
But it's kinda hard to hide money
But it's worse bein' a but none of this shit's worth dying for

But it comes to livin', money's nothin'
Bein' dead is free now tell me, would you rather be?
Don't tell me, tell it to child
Make your talk and the rest, he'll figure it out

gonna be
Shorty be
So he's be
A thug

was a G
was a G
Nothin' for him to be
But a

thug
Nothin' left for him to be but a
thug
Nigga forced this shit, damn
and over again

Shorty's be
Shorty be
So he's be
A thug

was a G
was a G
Nothin' for him to be
But a

gonna be
Shorty be
So gonna be
A straight

was a G
was a G
Nothin' for him to be
But a