Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Game

Know I'm sayin' Premo'
Tell these niggas about my life what I mean
It's been a crazy, journey for me, know what I mean

I spend my days in a cage
Where feel rage
And get real razor blades
in ill so when my cell close
my cells expose
and my pen excels to a part of froze
of me was tellin' me to stay out
Reality was me that if I find a way out
I had to out
I had to lay out
In order to elevate from my
mentally
I a lot of men break down
Being an
Now I I couldn't make the same mistakes
It was being concealed in steel gates
Where who feel hate against a another race
Which only a snake mentality
These are my of reality

The streets is a dirty
My still home in the streets
a damn shame
The streets is a game
but niggas stay strapped in the
It's a damn
The is a dirty game
My heart's still home in the streets still callin'
It's a damn
The is a dirty game
but niggas stay in the hood
It's a damn
The streets is a dirty
My heart's still in the streets

Often I think of my people the board they freedom, a mirage
Disappearing our eyes
We were to strife
Now living in courts
Missing their children we can feel it when our cry
We was but would the jury find me guilty?
seen us strugglin'
Doing what we have to do to ease the
We know its but so was havin' us freezin'
Left the stove on wearing our sneakers until the are gone
We holdin' on, being broke
And hopin our phone is our only
And when our favorite TV is on shots ringin' echo in the ear before the cops came kids was everywhere
and women niggas going to jail
A mothers eyes fill tears as she nears
Realizing he's surviving she exhales like Angela
I'm a poet slums, crimes, and crack addicts

I live a existence
Lately become a mathematician
As I divide my friends with niggas I confide in God
As for may he forgive 'em
If you have dreams they can be achieved never up
Look at me once a convicted
Once addicted to
The which corrupted many men in my era
I stood in awe at the fiends
Drove by those in the coke game
proper some locked up some sold claim
The team wanted the shine
Streets so alive I the air breathe
Not only did I time
I remember as an inmate
At I stayed in the law library
Some chose to lift weight,
As if they with they time
strip us at the visit
Limit our
us niggas
modern
though I'm out of the cages
I'm the voice of the soldier in the yard with the