Luyện nghe bài hát Caught in da Game

In these streets, 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 that we
We tryna survive
It's hard with the leading the blind
Everybody here in the grind

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

For my real niggaz, dressed in greens is
in that cold cell with no bail
We ain't to hurt nobody to get them dollars up
Half my niggaz dead'll push ya flowers up

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

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

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

[Unverified], young niggaz hungry for war
Bred and raised by hustlers and
Born the struggle in this jungle, poor
While the White House got ten rooms ten blind doors

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

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

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

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