Luyện nghe bài hát Championships

Yeah, uh

All the in my hood
Popping now
Gettin' high they get by, it's gettin' now
You tell 'em put them
Guns and the down
Them new got ten yards in
'Em and that's first down, uh
And I ain't come here to
I had to say somethin'
'Cause I'm the one the reach
gotta quarter ounce
He turn into Meech
had no daddy
He's had to learn from the
I used to be a roll student, damn
Then I turned to a
The first time I seen a get
blood on his sneaks
He had on Air Max 93s but was
Slumped in the
His cryin',
That a sign to me, oh Lord
The shit I'm for my hood
I won't get an
I used to sell Reggie, how'
I get to the
I take a shot if I miss I'm gettin' on
Ain't quittin' no more, give me some more
We went Old it felt like Christian Dior
Was dead but rich in soul
Was we really poor?
Was we really dumb?
'Cause we a gun
And every in my
carryin' one
'Cause we had of
Our mamas got to her son
I'm to you as a prophet
As rare as come, uh
Gunshots sound like
out the Buick
Why you wanna be a
Mama me not to do it but I did it
Now I'm locked up in a
Callin' mama like I have did it
my dream shatter in an instant
I'm on a visit for the picture
Like I'm for my prom or somethin'
I ain't facing time or somethin'
Ride for niggas like that shit
Ain't hurt my mom or
Only one gon' get me
Or even buy me
When it all fall
I can y'all now
Even if I hit phone
That get me home
Seen so many different
niggas did me wrong
Shit that's the reason I did this song

Shit we was kids to play on the step
A couple later we flirtin'
the angel of death
I was eleven old
I got my on the Tec
I first touched it
That shit me a rush
My dying I'm like "Maybe we next"
just made me a threat
Knowin' the niggas my
it just made me upset
Made me a man I was five
When God me my test
Go to court with a appointed
And he won't say
Now you against the state
And you ain't got no
Jail overpopulated they got no space
I know a youngin' got murked
get to drive no Wraith
But he in on the way to church
I know his mom gon'
When she smell like fluid
Cologne all on her
Pastor said he sendin' you home, she crazy
When they drop casket all in the ground
Who save me?
How could you me?
When I'm tryna stay alive and just
And beat odds
niggas die by twenty-five
When I fearin' for my life
When I decide to my mind
And stop
Tryna the pain away
lock us up for smoking
Put 'em on
you up if you ain't perfect
Victims of the
a rain drop in the ocean
They all the schools and
All the gettin' open

See comin' from I come from
We had to beat the
the system, beat racism, beat poverty
And now we made it
All we at the championship