Luyện nghe bài hát Carry The Weight

Intro: Xzibit,

I really wish I you know at twenty-one
youknowhatI'msayin',he he, yo yo
[I'ma tell you exactly why I do the
I do, youknowhatI'm
carry the weight youknowhatI'msayin'
Go
Yeah! I break it down like

Verse

You see I don't to remenisce about the past
The lower class, no clout livin' to mouth
Each and wrong move the police keep count
it real fuckin' easy to get streched out
I was at the when it all began
You know the transition from a boy to men
I sight of my mother at the age of nine
understand death nearly lost my mind
But see life moves on and niggas can't change it
Age ten, new step arrangement
at thirteen, I started gettin' on my dick
And noticed me and my were gettin' treated like shit
I forever be hit with anything in reach
Then my would proceed to go to church and preach
about forgiveness, patience all the shit that he
Gettin' jump he said and the head gat cracked
contact was in form of a slap
at the age of Xzibit now hit back
courtesy of my stepbrother, who me to scrap
Left the bitch on the ground her eyes on black
Ran from the house of Teresa and Nate
Into detention where I built up hate
I don't the date of the judical debate
but legally I was now in custody of the

And niggas why I sit up in the club and drink
Say what's up to Xzibit and I don't speak
I'm trying to contemplate the move to make
find some way to release this hate

And niggas why I sit up in the club and drink
Say what's up to Xzibit and I still speak
I'm trying to contemplate the next move to
Gotta find some way Xzibit carry the

Xzibit, [J-Ro]

[Yeah it's up though man]

Yo
[The fuck you in jail]
man, I don't know man, he he he
[Yeah wats goin' on down there, get out dude]
Yeah I be out in couple of man

[It's popin'
It's yo fuck that
popin' out here]
They can go on and on for
[I'm tellin' you it's man come home]

Two:

And was worse then the treatment I was gettin' at home
but now I was fucked up plus all alone
My father talkin' all crazy to me the phone
age sixteen now on my own
Started running cats who carried gats cause they had too
with no hesitation lock load blast you
Without a we in a town of hicks
fuckin' all these
Sellin' rock by the
so we like we mothafuckin' Nino Brown
At the when the mothafuckin' man touched down
demands "Let me see your goddamn hands (now)"
A.T.F. cause of handguns and
we never kept it in the
So of we clounded
Only found one pistol took us all town
We be out by the end of the
drunk on the strip let the system BOOM!
Who assume Mr. QK would chill with a wife
Ty and Matt caught
Now they spend life behind bars
catchin' scars that will not
niggas don't the half about keepin' it real

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