Luyện nghe bài hát Define My Life

Me and my momma aint close, daddy ghost like
only for the hood riches when we that we all toast
got an gang yesterday,
my rhyme is press and play
in thiscold world, shit that ain't no special day
just a reminder, you get to thirty you
mother fucker that's the words of T
up on Put Stones(?) and YBI
Mazaradi rig, why would I
all die
got a your honour, listen
happened to that shit death before decider?
I'm on the tip why flipping flopper G
even know what he charged, when did he cop a plea?
sloppily, shit this did change
n*ggas caught with a little work and start naming names
I'm blaming fame, Benz's, and bling
in today's world treat a f*ckin snitch as a king
my means of income,win some, go far, in come
all the broke and didsome(?)
youcan one battle but lose the war
my is torn
from walking dawgs
damn I'm to y'all!
you're not involved, just nodding along
I've got to ask the church, shit, is God in the
And to You Mr. Preacher is God in the
Y'all don't even hear me n*ggas your nodding along

I took this time to
hear this rhyme I
let me define my life

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Bubba is the truth,
the out of Proof
It's all steel like the gats I shoots
I move from 86-88
where there's chambers remain with heavy weight
so game around me
drown me
in sin city
i've been
since sucking on my mommas thin
when is he the world? God don't know
It's all a joke to him, how hard we grow
Death don't kissy you god say it
sort of like that little whistle in
Our way, Plant workers on lines, stores
healthcare, f*ck potholes we got deeper
reaped with
my man to kill Patrick
Dexter is lovely it? I'm still at it
I fill my hand with Mr. Man and
when the lights burnt out in them folk
my broke
to lift pen
let me jot this down and get in
when I'm gone I y'all respect me then
let me jot this down and get in
when I'm dead and gone I y'all respect me then
I'm