Luyện nghe bài hát Destiny

[mr.
Destiny, now can you tell me tha meanin
Where I'm goin in this life,its so trife,i get to and dreamin
Is thea a way I can my route pay
bout tha shit I used to do back in tha day
But hey, times are hard and 4 me get harder
Got so many problems, they jus up real quick like tarter
Avoid tha few, and jus hang wit tha crew, as if u knew
It be that stoneycrook crew, it's a life
And it's affectin me so strong, hea and sleepin thea
Not a place to call my home, this is wrong
I ain't neva had it like this
But momma always told it would be a day this
Dirty po shit, baby I do it too long
Cause I don had too much to stay down, eat and stay strong
Even though my brotha, be thea through thick and thin
be gon in tha wind, like so called friends
Pick up tha pen, let if like tha trinity
Problems steady killin me, get some ends in my vicinity
I'm in it deep, reep I'm smashin on yo homies
I wanna do it, me and my baby need some money
Hungry for rap shit, phony, oh no, not this
Wanted by tha po-po's, they wont get me, I'm too
Dip off to tha cliff, k-roc fiya up this
Aint nobody pagin me, cut our off this hip, it's a trip

Wha is my tell me

Got some in my mind, rewind, so I can find it
These niggaz need to realize, my team gon climbin
To find tha meanin, haitian, devestation
Not knowin wha facin, can be a lifetime complication
So I'm lacin, blunts wit weed, keep my g's, right beside me
I dunno where danger is goin to me
Behind these that's where I stay
Wit a up in my mouth and a cocked ak
And each day, I get by these hoe ass niggaz
ass niggaz, jus po ass niggaz
And I broke b4 playa, but I kept my dreamin
And I ain't neva lettin it go 4 no goddamn
Now fuck a team, fuck that shit, what this means
Is that I be if I'm 40 still servin these fiends
And all tha shit I seen, wasnt no diamonds and
My destiny is to be blind from this up world
Nigga!!!!!!

[mr.
Still doin bad, but is bout to change
My homie jus me cause he was bout to lace tha game
You to rip it wit tha rockla and tha rap?
Makin off wha you said, puttin dallas on tha map
Say no mo, I'll be ready when tha time is
Got to be patient in this game, but that's hard in
I got to fight, off while I'm duckin tha laws
Keep some money in my pocket, clothes, and draws
pause, if I do I might slip off wit tha lifeless
Beggin to tha lord, bring me to tha brightness
How can I fight
A bag of weed, loco wit my crooks, gotta skeem 4 cheese
My opportunity came so I it
Now I see my in tha mist of all tha bad shit
Hopin I pass it, tryin to keep a job and chill
But now thea's 2 on my patience, have no time to live
feelin like I'm young, but I'm old enuff
I must be trippin, get a hold of it, control tha
Leave tha lust of my dealin wit tha who want it
Keep on slangin though you'll a betta way to get up on it
Listen homie it wont last long, til yo cash gon
You gon be feelin bad you broke and you smash on
No mo sackin and flippin burgers from
I'm in tha studio, rippin up

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