Luyện nghe bài hát Born A Thug

This has been a Goldrush

Shorty's be
wanna be
So gonna be
A straight

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

Shorty's be
Shorty be
So gonna be
A straight

His was a G
And was a G
But nothin' for him to be
But a

is a story bout a young nigga
Who's mama was a whore and his was a drug dealer
'round the corner from 'em was the spot
They sold weed, lace, base, and marijuana

His role model was an older
Who kept a wad of hundreds 'cause he had a whole lot of
Now keep in this is 'round the time that
niggas was really tryin' to put it down

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

And yo they to call it free-base
But when it made it to my block, me and my boys called it Crack
We used to it up and bag it up and sell 'em
Nickels and to any bitch that was buyin'

gonna be
Shorty be
So gonna be
A thug

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

Shorty's be
wanna be
So gonna be
A thug

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

And when he first hit middle
He was a typical, ordinary, everyday ass
Around the time eighth grade came
He had done made up his mind, a nigga can't lay now

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

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

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

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

Shorty's be
wanna be
So gonna be
A straight

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

He advanced from out man to lieutenant
And now he got two feet waist in it
And he the whole operation
But it's kinda different 'cause he's dealin' with some competition

And everybody to be buddies
All of a sudden friends but again all they see is money
And he ain't never too wit it
Not cars and jewels, just nice clothes and new shoes

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

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

gonna be
Shorty be
So he's be
A straight

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