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 pew, askin the preacher why
Like he knowin it's like to be hated and criticized
And sharks in the create you the wrong way
when you're a target, see that's how these niggaz out behave
I hate to go to funerals, I never visit
Cause I'm knowin that through this that 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 liquor so you don't go out
I'm drownin off in this bottle, tryin to my fuckin problems
New changes, different than how it was
We it from stealin cars to hustlin, dealin drugs
seen a whole lot of good niggaz die
Cause the ghetto took advantage when situations

That's my life - of a nigga in the ghetto
minimal so we settle
For they give us in the ghetto
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 kids in the hood live a life no outlets
Rap or playin to survive
Devils in disguise in the fact a nigga's broke
Makes him more to drop out of school and fuck with dope
With hopes of gettin paper and his fuckin dream
But America's got us dyin for it waitin for
The is filled to the max
with my people who tried to it out but never 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 pot bubblin, hustlin
I exactly where you at dawg
Out there on the corner where the crawl
It's my

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