Luyện nghe bài hát Conversation With Tha Man Above

Why does Juvenile gotta so much
All this love in the keeps me in a fuss
Last night, me and the fellas got smoked
We heard and we said "we all broke"
A 2 mile chase corners quick
Thank god we alright and it to the bricks
Now I gotta carry a nine i
brothas try to peel my cap, so I gotta put em to rest
Now is it really the fighting and fuss
We killed one of them, they one of us
A young teenage black
Gave em a new 40 and he got locked in jail
They say thats how it's to be
But I don't think that kind of was chosen for me
So I up the sin I pray
To the to conversate
To end all of hate

Living inside ghetto is not a joke, not a
I keep on fellas from hood getting smoked
Living inside is not a joke, not a joke
I keep on seeing fellas hood getting smoked
inside ghetto is not a joke, not a joke
I keep on seeing from hood getting smoked
Living inside is not a joke, not a joke
I keep on seeing fellas from hood getting

I wouldn't be alive if I say
I'm the of person that praise everyday
Brothas in the hood the same
They got a gun and they
Now they say I cause I'm making records
But I'm still in the hood out some chicken
Teenage sistas happy drawls
to be quiet, now she do it all
It's hard to undertsand shit
And I question say "life's a bitch"
My is a bitch, because I made it that
So I'm praying to the Lord, change me back

My not together like they should be
And I think they ever will be
My grandma is the one that says she loves us
So the reason for the everyday scream fuss
Daddy just got last week
For my boy on the curb, may he rest in
they went and killed Teck
Now I'm "is the Juv next?"
I don't wanna run when I can't
Lord if I go, make sure I'm on your side

(Juvenile till end)