Luyện nghe bài hát Define My Life

Me and my momma close, daddy ghost like most
only for the hood riches when we broke that we all
got an awesome yesterday,
my is just press and play
born in thiscold world, that 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 I lie?
all die
got a question honour, listen
whatever happened to that shit before decider?
I'm on the tip why your flipping G
don't even know what he charged, when did he cop a
sloppily, shit this game did
n*ggas caught with a little work and they start names
I'm blaming fame, Benz's, bitches and
in today's y'all treat a f*ckin snitch as a king
switches my of income,win some, go far, in come
all the broke and didsome(?)
lose one battle but lose the war
my shoes is
from walking dawgs
I'm talking to y'all!
while you're not involved, just nodding
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 n*ggas your just nodding

I took this to gripe
this rhyme I write
let me clearly define my

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Bubba is the truth,
the raps out of
It's all steel the gats that I shoots
I move from 86-88
where there's chambers here with heavy weight
so much game me
drown me
in sin city
i've busy
since on my mommas thin titty
when is he stopping the God don't know
all a joke to him, watching how hard we grow
Death don't kissy you god say it
sort of that little whistle in Broadway
Our way, Plant on lines, beeper stores
healthcare, f*ck we got deeper sores
with wars
my man to kill Patrick
is lovely ain't it? I'm still at it
I fill my hand Mr. Man and Tone-Loc
when the lights burnt out in grown folk
my broke
to this pen
let me jot this down and get in
when I'm gone I hope y'all me then
let me jot this down and get in
I'm dead and gone I hope y'all respect me then
I'm