Luyện nghe bài hát Diary Of A Broke Nigga

1:
Look the eyes of a broke nigga
See the on his face
Look at his heart, ain't no love in the
Warzone is mine--murder, money and
If he don't see a dollar somebody visiting
He grabbed his gat from the mattress, he cocked it back
Then grabbed his and a mask, then threw on his hat
in the mirror said, "times is hard"
So hard that he got gray on his balls---pause
In the ghetto, you destined to
That's why it's a must we ball
why he on the corner lurkin', waitin' for a mothafucka to slip
Soon as he see the chance, he takin' the
The shit you do, when this nigga snatch you out of your
Empty out pockets then snatch what's on your neck and your wrist---NOTHING!
Cuz when the gat in ya mouth, so
Any false and ya brains on the CE-ment
It gutter, when niggas 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 down on the
Give me you got right now
WOP WOP
lay down on the floor
Give me you got plus more
When times is hard and I'm prayin' for
My is low when I need some change
WOP WOP Make sure you hide your goods I come mista
Ya dealin' the diary of a broke nigga

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

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