Luyện nghe bài hát Diary Of A Broke Nigga

1:
Look inside the eyes of a nigga
See the stress on his
Look at his heart, no love in the place
is mine--murder, money and mayhem
If he don't see a dollar visiting Satan
He his gat from under the mattress, he cocked it back
Then grabbed his gloves and a mask, then on his hat
in the mirror said, "times is hard"
So hard that he got hair on his balls---pause
In the ghetto, you destined to
That's why it's a must we ball
That's why he on the lurkin', waitin' for a mothafucka to slip
as he see the chance, he takin' the risk
The shit you do, when nigga snatch you out of your whip
Empty out your then snatch what's on your neck and your wrist---NOTHING!
Cuz the gat in ya mouth, so speechless
Any false move and ya on the CE-ment
It gutter, when niggas starvin'
will run inside ya house, kill you on target--heartless
This is way beyond a cold
This the diary of a broke

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

2:
It's been a month he still ain't see no paper
Nigga weight every time that he wake up
Plus, he tired of niggas for favors
Cuz when they got mad they throw it back in his
That's foul, flagrant this nigga been
In the spot all week still 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 leave
Now that the stress
Can't turn back the of time
Got him thinkin' back on what he should've
First on his mind now get a gun
you gotta eat, and you got a son
And a daughter, now that's 2 to feed
And money seems far like miles to reach
But it's there
But it's and cloudy
Life on the wrong can't reroute it
Caught the nigga, and showed him what that heat do
If you don't feed your wolves your eat you
is way beyond a cold thriller
This the diary of a broke

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