Luyện nghe bài hát Define My Life

Me and my momma aint close, daddy ghost like
only for the hood riches we broke that we all toast
got an awesome yesterday,
my is just press and play
born in thiscold world, shit that ain't no day
a reminder, you get to thirty you lucky
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
whatever happened to shit death 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 did change
n*ggas caught with a little 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 of income,win some, go far, in come
all the broke and didsome(?)
youcan lose one but lose the war
my is torn
from walking these
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. Preacher is God in the
Y'all even hear me n*ggas your just nodding along

I took this to gripe
hear this I write
let me clearly my life

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Bubba is the truth,
the raps out of
It's all steel like the that I shoots
backwards I from 86-88
where there's chambers here with heavy weight
so game around me
they me
in this sin
been busy
since sucking on my thin titty
when is he the world? God don't know
It's all a joke to him, how hard we grow
Death kissy you when god say it
sort of like little whistle in Broadway
Our way, workers on lines, beeper stores
healthcare, f*ck potholes we got sores
reaped wars
my man to kill Patrick
Dexter is lovely it? I'm still at it
I my hand with Mr. Man and Tone-Loc
when the burnt out in them grown folk
my broke
to this pen
let me jot down and get this 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