Luyện nghe bài hát Define My Life

Me and my aint close, daddy ghost like most
only for the hood when we broke that we all toast
got an awesome yesterday,
my rhyme is press and play
born in thiscold world, shit ain't no special day
a reminder, you get to thirty you lucky
mother fucker that's the of T Stuckey
up on Put Stones(?) and YBI
Mazaradi rig, why would I
all die
got a question your honour,
whatever to that shit death before decider?
I'm on the tip why your flipping G
don't even know he charged, when did he cop a plea?
sloppily, shit this did change
n*ggas caught a little work and they start naming names
I'm blaming fame, Benz's, bitches and
in world y'all treat a f*ckin snitch as a king
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 these dawgs
damn I'm to y'all!
while you're not involved, just along
got to ask the church, shit, is God in the wrong?
And to You Mr. is God in the Wrong?
Y'all don't even hear me your just nodding along

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

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Bubba is the truth,
the out of Proof
all steel like the gats that I shoots
backwards I move from
there's chambers remain here with heavy weight
so much around me
they me
in this sin
i've busy
since on my mommas thin titty
when is he the world? God don't know
It's all a to him, watching how hard we grow
Death kissy you when god say it
sort of like that whistle in Broadway
Our way, workers on lines, beeper stores
healthcare, potholes we got deeper sores
reaped wars
my man to kill Patrick
Dexter is lovely it? I'm still at it
I fill my hand Mr. Man and Tone-Loc
when the burnt out in them grown folk
my broke
to this pen
let me jot this down and get in
I'm gone I hope y'all respect me then
let me jot this down and get in
when I'm dead and I hope y'all respect me then
I'm