Luyện nghe bài hát Chin Up

(Intro)
I got friends need, family to feed
friends need, family to feed (x7)
Waka
(Bricksqaud Monopoly)
The industry me up mentally,
physically, financially y'all cant fuck me.
I'm to be in the top three put it on the
my G. Partner got two,Brother got two,
momma got five ??? 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 need no date. Four singles up
aye shawty you late. Sleep when I'm dead
me at my wake. Ninety-five problems the
beast awake (west side). Everytime hate
I act alright. I every beat southside make.
call me mister eight-oh-eight. Roll up blunts
I don't do no shake. House on the I don't want no lake
yo bricks why u worried bout us. Monopoly
boys in the squad I trust plus I got friends in need,
to feed. Flag in my pocket as unity. Not the same I
used to be. I ain't nowhere,get used to me Flocka!

Pick yo chin up (Flocka) don't walk your head down.
Those words don't let them knock you down
I got that need, family to feed
friends that need, to feed (x3)
all for one one for all. One we all swing.
All these niggas they got my back, a mill ticket that's
change I got friends that need, to feed
friends that need, to feed (x3)
Dunkin
Cause gettin' money make shit (Nope)
nigga never me nothing, had to take shit.
Whole rep blue like the Patriots (Squad)
Got the like nigga do the matrix (Pow)
niggas breaking laws, fuck jail. Went to court,
judge was like no bail (Shit) I don a lot of things on the
dope scale. I aint trap rob a nigga wholesale. deep
everybody 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, yeah i had it rough. Fucked a up so i got big enough.
Did shit nigga to do, why you want my autograph nigga
I'm broker than u. Momma cried, two jobs. two ???, ???.
Forgive me my God, I'm fucked up, times hard. shoes
rent due, D Moss we you. Behind the mic, they don't
know what D been through..Dunk!

Pick yo chin up (Flocka) walk with your head down.
Those words don't let them knock you down
I got friends need, family to feed
that need, family to feed (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, to feed (x3)