Luyện nghe bài hát Caught in da Game

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

In this life that we
We only survive
It's hard with the leading the blind
Everybody stuck in the grind

They I was crazy, nigga sick in the head
Who raised me? My mother was 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 back to
Under my garments, gun tuck, packin' steel
But regardless, nigga here is out of the field
Now my partners is money, that's real

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

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

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

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

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

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

For my real niggaz, in greens is upstate
in that cold cell with no bail
We ain't mean to hurt to get them dollars up
Half my niggaz dead'll push ya flowers up

I'm fresh out the county, with no laces
They thought they stop us with probation?
We live on the run and switch up locations
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 life that we live
We only survive
It's hard the blind leading the blind
Everybody here stuck in the

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

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

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

In these streets, we from
We all in the game
Tryna our life out of the drain
If you make it, you the one to blame

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