Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Know Why

Don't nobody why
Nobody why
niggas still dyin' in the streets
And nobody know why
Nobody why
Don't nobody why
Young niggas still dyin' in the
And don't nobody why
CyHi!

.38 hugger, jealousy is a mothafucka
Swear these niggas would kill blood brother
All for the love of the money and gangs, the drug hustle
But let me say before the judge judge us
Why must the thug
We already gettin' it out the mud
Then on top of that, the flood us
So before boys cuff us
And we lose our to these blood suckers
meet the Migos at the Fuddruckers
Back when I had a plug on the lil'
Served it the kush dry
Bought two, but five
We call payin' hood tithes
I'm from a place the good die
Young, boys to men
so hard to say your goodbyes
Man, this shit done lives
If you die, would hood ride?
The time you got the goosebumps was at a book drive
for my mugshot, make sure you get my good side
I'm just a headcase, even took me to Straight
the house at 16, I felt I was deadweight
But to the streets, I was fresh
So I'm ridin' through the 6 my SK
Hey, not to meet my death day
killed my partner and left him dead by the expressway

And don't know why
Don't know why
niggas still dyin' in the streets
And nobody know why
Don't know why
Don't nobody why
Don't know why
nobody know why
Young niggas dyin' in the streets
And don't know why

We lost a lot of beautiful souls to the struggle
To all my fallen soldiers, we you
I brought a few of my east side to relay my condolences
The legendary Jagged

told us Brenda had a baby
Crooked ass tryna send him to his grave early
like, "Thanks for my child"
Crooked ass feds tryna give a long time
No love for Black skin, still on replay
System's mad and keeps us in place
Ah, we gon' have our day?
the sun gonna shine down on our way?

Huh, panhandler, hand-to-hand
Scam amateur, seven gram
Had a Carlo, Tahoe and a tan Challenger
Hit rock bottom, I swear you can't this shit for granted, bruh
So I see panoramic, cuz
One wrong move, that'll you off the planet, cuz
So I move around with the broom a janitor
Pomegranate cannabis, a play and ran it up
Automatic hammers tucked on transaction
the package or I might just Amtrak it
Back and forth to Michigan, I my grams, wrap it
Them niggas who to write me off can't even pay their taxes
49er, I was to "mind your business, nigga"
I some shit Jehova ain't even witness, nigga
'96 Explorer, got so stash spots
I told the cop, "You'll never find it a Sasquatch"
A good lawyer lower if your cap's locked
So I up in court, me and Matlock
Hah, beat the and did the ragtop
This for all my who didn't make it out the trap spot

Don't nobody why
Don't nobody why
niggas still dyin' in these streets
Don't know why
Don't know why
Don't know why
Young niggas still dyin' in these
nobody know why

Huh... we were some small timers
Went to jail, nothin' major, we was all
tried to tie one of us to the gun
But it's funny now all my niggas eatin' off china
Keep a stick for the haters chalk line us
It was like and go seek, but don't let the law find us
I forgot more than you ever
So when you speak on my name, put me up there with the all
What you know about meetin' your at a small diner?
Talkin' murder over and corned beef hash
On a clear, black night Warren G had
He was droppin' off some on the corner, he had
Some ran up on him, he had on a ski mask
My OG shot him through the door, left him on the bad
he asked me for the check, but not an actual check
For who not in the streets, just know that means cash
I'm from where a zone is a zipper, and your tone is trigger
Where your wife is your bitch, and your homies' niggas
In my city, I'm legend, on my corner, I'm
from the red dogs, we holla Clifford
I had all the red and all the strippers
We broke fed law that's in the system
I had the dream walkin' out the in burgundy slippers
And right before I was about to hug my
Ayy, fuck

nobody know why
Don't nobody why
Young brothers dyin'
Young brothers still
Don't know why
Don't nobody why
Young still dyin'
Young brothers still