Luyện nghe bài hát Championships

Yeah, uh

All the in my hood
Popping now
high they get by, it's gettin' worse now
You tell 'em put them
Guns and the down
new jails got ten yards in
'Em and that's first down, uh
And I ain't come to preach
I just had to say
'Cause I'm the one with the
Youngin' quarter ounce
He tryna turn Meech
had no daddy
He's had to learn the streets
I used to be a roll student, damn
Then I to a beast
The first time I seen a get
Some on his sneaks
He had on Air Max 93s but was
in the street
His cryin',
That a sign to me, oh Lord
The shit I'm for my hood
I get an Award
I used to sell Reggie, how'
I get to the
I a shot if I miss I'm gettin' on boards
Ain't quittin' no more, like give me more
We went Old Navy it like Christian Dior
Was dead but rich in soul
Was we really poor?
Was we really that
we carry a gun
And every in my
Neighborhood one
'Cause we had of
Our mamas got to her son
I'm speakin' to you as a
As rare as come, uh
sound like music
Hangin' out the
Why you be a shooter?
told me not to do it but I did it
Now I'm locked up in a
Callin' mama like I have did it
Watch my dream shatter in an
I'm on a visit posin' for the
I'm going for my prom or somethin'
Like I ain't facing or somethin'
Ride for these like that shit
hurt my mom or somethin'
Only one get me commissary
Or even buy me
it all fall down
I can y'all now
if I hit your phone
That get me home
Seen so many times
These did me wrong
Shit that's the reason I did this song

Shit we was kids to play on the step
A years later we flirtin'
With the of death
I was years old
I got my on the Tec
I first touched it
That shit gave me a
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 shit I was
God gave me my test
Go to court with a court
And he say object
Now it's you the state
And you ain't got no
Jail overpopulated they ain't got no
I know a youngin' that got
get to drive no Wraith
But he in hearse on the way to
I his mom gon' faint
When she smell like fluid
all on her baby
Pastor said he sendin' you home, she crazy
When drop that casket all in the ground
Who save me?
How you blame me?
When I'm tryna alive and just survive
And beat them
When die by twenty-five
When I stop fearin' for my
When I to change my mind
And stop
Tryna the pain away
lock us up for smoking
Put 'em on
Lock you up if you ain't
of the system
Like a rain drop in the
They closin' all the and
All the prisons open

See from where I come from
We had to the streets
Beat the system, beat racism, beat
And now we made it
All we at the championship