Luyện nghe bài hát Caught in da Game

In streets, where we from
We all in the game
Tryna pull our out of the drain
If you don't make it, you the one to

In this life we live
We only survive
It's hard the blind leading the blind
Everybody here stuck in the

They I was crazy, nigga sick in the head
Who me? My mother was sick in the bed
How could you me? On the block gettin' that bread
They couldn't me, too hot, dippin' them feds

I made a promise, not to go to jail
Under my garments, gun tuck, packin' that
But regardless, nigga here is out of the field
Now my partners is money, that's real

I got my mind up, my shine ain't up
I'm in that casket, my time ain't up
Tell you bout my lifestyle, I'll you through
mix the Louie wit the Johnnie-Walker blue

Now peep the hooptie, I'm by my crew
Hundred thou' in when the God come through
I kept it thorough my ear to the streets
Now we gettin' cash without the gold teeth

In these streets, where we
We all caught in the
Tryna pull our life out of the
If you don't make it, you the one to

In this that we live
We only tryna
It's with the blind leading the blind
here stuck in the grind

I done seen pain, felt pain and pain nigga
Half my life in these down the drain
Analyze the game through the eyes of my
Had to feel my way with the revolver

goes to tell you he ain't show me nothin'
Mad at the world when they ain't owe me
So I apply pressure, why not for more
And more cake, we turn hoods to states

For my real niggaz, in greens is upstate
Trapped in that cold cell with no
We ain't mean to hurt nobody to get dollars up
Half my niggaz goin' push ya flowers up

I'm fresh out the county, with no shoe
They thought could stop us with probation?
We just live on the run and switch up
Play the by the air until it's time to face it

In these streets, we from
We all caught in the
Tryna pull our out of the drain
If you don't make it, you the one to

In life that we live
We tryna survive
It's hard with the blind leading the
Everybody here stuck in the

[Unverified], young stay hungry for war
Bred and by hustlers and whores
Born the struggle in jungle, escape poor
While the White got ten rooms with ten blind doors

I was born to for what's right, by the day and night
for life 'cause shit ain't tight in these streets
That's why I stay my heat and strippin' life from mammals
A hungry hustler ready to gamble

For a better way of so fuck sittin' in prison
'Cause every a [unverified] victimized by the system
Cops and cellblocks, why rots
Young from Queens to [unverified]
Slugs give shellshocks in these streets funeral bells knock

In these streets, where we
We all in the game
Tryna pull our out of the drain
If you don't make it, you the one to

In life that we live
We only tryna
hard with the blind leading the blind
Everybody here in the grind