Luyện nghe bài hát Crack

They say the world is a ghetto, I'm a generation die
By poverty and homicide
Now momma on the front pew, askin the why
Like he knowin what it's to be hated and criticized
And in the water create you the wrong way
when you're a target, see that's how these niggaz out here
I hate to go to funerals, I never visit
Cause I'm knowin that through this dirt you can't hear me when I say
that I you dawg, and out of all them power moves I coulda made
I focused on your family straight
I, po' out some so you don't go out forgotten
I'm drownin off in this bottle, tryin to solve my fuckin
New days changes, than how it was
We upped it from stealin cars to hustlin, drugs
I've a whole lot of good niggaz die
Cause the ghetto took advantage when provide

That's my life - story of a nigga in the
Money so we settle
For whatever they us in the ghetto
We
That's my - story of a nigga in the ghetto
Crack rock slangin in the
why you leave me in the ghetto
The

The little kids in the live a life with no outlets
Rap or ball playin to
Devils in disguise in the fact that a nigga's
Makes him more prone to drop out of and fuck with dope
With hopes of paper and chasin his fuckin dream
But America's got us dyin for it for relief
The penitentiaries is to the max
with my people who tried to make it out but made it back
Crack, to see yo' doin bad
Hit as as you see it, yo' daddy sittin on his ass
doin nothin, it, that's when them tears start rushin
White powder in the coffee pot bubblin,
I exactly where you at dawg
Out there on the corner the rats crawl
my life

I shoot it out befo' I bail, fly I set sail
I'd die cause I could never tell
Rather see Heaven, I done been through
the elderly fucked by drug laws, niggaz dyin in jail
The guidelines stiffer, they sentence my people
Instead of they sendin us straight to prison
First time get tangled up in the system
For ghost dope, he went from dopeman to straight
It's po' folks, you livin in the hood but yet and still you can't
Cause Reagan planned for us to rise
The war on turned to a war on us
AIDS just topped it off, this shit here is fucked up
You either, eat or you starve, rob or go get a job
Break to either wake up, hustle or pray to God
Faith is one thing without you ain't got nothin
from a motherfucker strugglin