Luyện nghe bài hát Define My Life

Me and my momma aint close, daddy ghost most
for the hood riches when we broke that we all toast
got an awesome yesterday,
my rhyme is just 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 of T Stuckey
up on Put Stones(?) and YBI
Mazaradi rig, why would I
all die
got a question honour, listen
whatever happened to that shit death before
I'm on the tip why flipping flopper G
don't even know what he charged, when did he cop a
sloppily, shit this did change
n*ggas caught with a little work and start naming names
I'm blaming fame, Benz's, bitches and
in today's world y'all treat a f*ckin snitch as a
switches my means of income,win some, go far, in
all the n*ggas and didsome(?)
youcan lose one battle but the war
my shoes is
from walking these
I'm talking to y'all!
while not involved, just nodding along
I've got to ask the church, shit, is God in the
And to You Mr. is God in the Wrong?
Y'all don't even hear me your just nodding along

I took time to gripe
hear rhyme I write
let me clearly define my

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Bubba is the truth,
the out of Proof
It's all steel like the gats that I
backwards I from 86-88
there's chambers remain here with heavy weight
so much game me
drown me
in this sin
been busy
since on my mommas thin titty
when is he stopping the God don't know
It's all a to him, watching how hard we grow
don't kissy you when god say it
sort of like that little whistle in
Our way, workers on lines, beeper stores
healthcare, f*ck potholes we got sores
reaped with
my man young to Patrick
is lovely ain't it? I'm still at it
I fill my with Mr. Man and Tone-Loc
when the burnt out in them grown folk
my bone
to this pen
let me jot this down and get in
when I'm I hope 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