Luyện nghe bài hát Conversation With Tha Man Above

Why does Juvenile suffer so much
All this in the hood keeps me in a fuss
night, me and the fellas almost got smoked
We heard gunshots and we "we all broke"
A 2 mile hitting corners quick
Thank god we and made it to the bricks
Now I gotta carry a nine i
These brothas try to peel my cap, so I put em to rest
Now is it really the fighting and fuss
We one of them, they killed one of us
A young teenage black
em a brand new 40 and he got locked in jail
They say thats how supposed to be
But I think that kind of life was chosen for me
So I send up the sin I
To the to conversate
To end all of hate

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

I be alive if I didn't say
I'm the type of that praise everyday
Brothas in the ain't the same
got a gun and they change
Now they say I cause I'm making records
But I'm still in the hood handing out some
Teenage sistas getting drawls
to be quiet, now she do it all
It's hard to this shit
And everybody I say "life's a bitch"
My life is a bitch, because I it that
So I'm praying to the Lord, please me back

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

(Juvenile till end)