Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Homiez

Up in the mornin', dressed in black
Don't aks why 'cause I'm down in a and tie
They killed a homie I went to school with
I tell ya life ain't shit to with

I hear the screams of his mother
While my nigga dead in the gutter
And it's gettin' to my
Why is that the only time black folks get to in a limo?

It me so mad I want to get my sawed in
And have bodies hauled in
But no, I pay my respects and I'm
Hug my crew and she'd a tear or two

Then I wanna get
Grab my 40 ounce and I reminisce
About a brother who had to be the one and
So I dedicate this to my homiez

Another homie got on a shakedown
And his is at the funeral, havin' a nervous breakdown
Two shots hit him in the face when blasted
A framed and a closed casket

A single file line about 50 cars
All drivin' with they lights on
He got a lot of and a big wreath
What good is that when six feet deep?

I look at that shit and think to myself
And God for my health
nobody really ever know
When it's gonna be they on the front row

So I take everythin' slow, go the flow
And shut my motherfuckin' if I don't know
that's what pops told me
But I he could have said it to my dead homiez

I remember we our names on the wall for fun
Now rest in peace after every one
Except me, but I the one to front
Seems like I'm viewin' a body every other

Plus, I him when he was yea big
Pour beer on the curb I take a swig
But ain't right
When it's a tragedy the only time that the family's tight

Lovin' each other in a mood
There's lots of and lots of food
They say be strong and you're
But how strong can you be when you see your cryin'

So that's why Ice dressed up
Because the city is so messed up
And so phony
Take a little time to think your dead homiez