Luyện nghe bài hát Conversation With Tha Man Above

Why does gotta suffer so much
All this love in the 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 i guess
These 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, killed one of us
A young teenage black
em a brand new 40 and he got locked in jail
They say how it's supposed to be
But I don't think that of life was chosen for me
So I up the sin I pray
To the to conversate
To end all of hate

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

I wouldn't be if I didn't say
I'm the type of person that praise
Brothas in the hood ain't the
got a gun and they change
Now say I changed cause I'm making records
But I'm still in the handing out some chicken
sistas getting happy 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, I made it that
So I'm praying to the Lord, change me back

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

(Juvenile talks end)