Luyện nghe bài hát Diary Of A Broke Nigga

1:
Look inside the of a broke nigga
See the stress on his
Look at his heart, ain't no in the place
Warzone is mine--murder, money and
If he don't see a dollar somebody Satan
He grabbed his gat from the mattress, he cocked it back
Then his gloves and a mask, then threw on his hat
Looked in the said, "times is hard"
So that he got gray hair on his balls---pause
In the ghetto, you to fall
That's why it's a must that we
That's why he on the lurkin', waitin' for a mothafucka to slip
Soon as he see the chance, he the risk
The shit you do, when this nigga snatch you out of whip
Empty out your pockets then snatch what's on your and your wrist---NOTHING!
Cuz the gat in ya mouth, so speechless
Any false and ya brains on the CE-ment
It gets gutter, when starvin'
Niggas will run inside ya house, you on target--heartless
This is way beyond a cold
This the of a broke nigga

WOP WOP
Everybody lay on the ground
Give me whatever you got now
WOP WOP
Everybody lay down on the
Give me whatever you got more
When times is hard and I'm for change
My is low when I need some change
WOP WOP Make sure you hide your goods when I mista
Ya dealin' with the of a broke nigga

2:
It's been a whole he still ain't see no paper
Nigga losin' weight every time he wake up
Plus, he tired of niggas for favors
Cuz when they got mad they throw it back in his
foul, flagrant this nigga been slavin'
In the spot all week still ain't see no that's fucked up
They say don't bite the hand that feeds you but if that don't feed you where would that leave you?
Now that the come
Can't turn back the of time
Got him thinkin' back on what he should've
First on his mind now get a gun
Shit you eat, and you got a son
And a daughter, now 2 mouths to feed
And that money seems far like miles to
But it's right
But it's bright and
on the wrong road can't reroute it
Caught the nigga, and showed him what that heat do
If you don't feed wolves your wolves eat you
This is way a cold thriller
This the diary of a broke

WOP WOP
Everybody lay on the ground
Give me you got right now
WOP WOP
lay down on the floor
Give me whatever you got more
When times is and I'm prayin' for change
My funds is low I need some change
WOP WOP Make sure you hide your goods when I come
Ya dealin' with the diary of a broke