Luyện nghe bài hát Crack

They say the world is a ghetto, I'm witnessin a die
By sickness and homicide
Now on the front pew, askin the preacher why
Like he knowin what like to be hated and criticized
And sharks in the water you the wrong way
when a target, see that's how these niggaz out here behave
I to go to funerals, I never visit graves
Cause I'm knowin that through this dirt that you can't me when I say
that I love you dawg, and out of all power moves I coulda made
I focused on keepin your family
I, po' out some so you don't go out forgotten
I'm off in this bottle, tryin to solve my fuckin problems
New days changes, different how it was
We upped it from stealin cars to hustlin, dealin
I've a whole lot of good niggaz die
Cause the ghetto advantage when situations provide

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

The little in the hood live a life with no outlets
Rap or ball to survive
Devils in disguise in the fact that a nigga's
Makes him more prone to drop out of school and with dope
hopes of gettin paper and chasin his fuckin dream
But got us dyin for it waitin for relief
The is filled to the max
with my who tried to make it out but never made it back
Crack, to see yo' momma bad
Hit as hard as you see it, yo' daddy on his ass
doin nothin, fuck it, that's when them tears start
powder in the coffee pot bubblin, hustlin
I know where you at dawg
Out on the corner where the rats crawl
my life

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