Luyện nghe bài hát Chin Up

(Intro)
I got friends need, family to feed
friends need, family to feed (x7)
Flocka
(Bricksqaud Monopoly)
The grew me up mentally,
physically, financially cant fuck with me.
I'm soon to be in the top put it on the
beat my G. got two,Brother got two,
momma got ??? momma got eight. It ain't
bout plus a nigga I'm straight. Eat it out
the pot I need no plate, you can ask
my girl I don't need no date. singles up
aye shawty you late. when I'm dead meet
me at my wake. Ninety-five problems the
beast (west side). Everytime they hate
I act alright. I love every southside make.
call me mister eight-oh-eight. Roll up blunts
I do no shake. House on the hill I don't want no lake
pump yo bricks why u bout us. Monopoly
boys in the I trust plus I got friends in need, family
to feed. Flag in my pocket as unity. Not the same I
used to be. I going nowhere,get used to me Flocka!

Pick yo chin up (Flocka) don't walk with your down.
Those just words don't let them knock you
I got friends that need, to feed
friends that need, family to (x3)
all for one one for all. One we all swing.
All these niggas they got my back, a mill ticket that's
I got friends that need, family to feed
friends that need, family to (x3)
Dunkin
Cause money don't make shit (Nope)
never gave me nothing, had to take shit.
Whole hood rep blue the Patriots (Squad)
Got the glock like do the matrix (Pow)
start breaking laws, fuck jail. Went to court,
judge was like no bail (Shit) I don seen a lot of on the
dope scale. I aint trap rob a nigga wholesale. Fifty
gotta eat (gotta eat) one bed everybody gotta sleep
(gotta sleep) spend hours in the line to ??? folks. Put
Barack in the office, nigga broke. Daddy beat momma
ass, i had it rough. Fucked a nigga up so i got big enough.
Did shit nigga hoping to do, why you want my nigga
I'm than u. Momma cried, two jobs. two ???, work ???.
me my God, I'm fucked up, times hard. Dirty shoes
rent due, D we miss you. Behind the mic, they don't
know Slim D been through..Dunk!

Pick yo chin up (Flocka) walk with your head down.
Those just words don't let knock you down
I got friends that need, to feed
friends that need, family to (x3)
all for one one for all. One we all swing.
All these niggas they got my back, a ticket that's chump
change I got friends need, family to feed
friends that need, family to (x3)