Luyện nghe bài hát Diary Of A Broke Nigga

1:
Look inside the eyes of a broke
See the on his face
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 grabbed his gat from under the mattress, he cocked it
grabbed his gloves and a mask, then threw on his hat
Looked in the said, "times is hard"
So hard that he got gray hair on his
In the ghetto, you destined to
That's why it's a must that we
That's why he on the corner lurkin', for a mothafucka to slip
Soon as he see the chance, he takin' the
The shit you do, when this snatch you out of your whip
out your pockets then snatch what's on your neck and your wrist---NOTHING!
Cuz when the gat in ya mouth, so
Any move 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 diary of a broke

WOP WOP
Everybody lay down on the
Give me whatever you got now
WOP WOP
lay down on the floor
Give me whatever you got plus
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 when I come
Ya dealin' with the diary of a broke

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

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 plus
When times is and I'm prayin' for change
My funds is low when I need change
WOP WOP Make sure you hide your goods when I mista
Ya dealin' with the diary of a nigga