Luyện nghe bài hát Enchanted

[J.
Yea, is where the
yea, this is where the aint living
at not with us
might see em round the city and won't say wassup
when n-ggas play tough, wont smile in mirrors
and we learn to f-ck hoes off and error
just a small n-gga, big city hustle
glued to the TV, Jigga, Diddy,
these were our heroes, strictly for zero's
for that Deniro, n-ggas reload on them kilo's
dodgin people,
mad at myself cause I done seen some things I'd rather not tell
shawty smole and her boyfriend too
sometimes he touch her daughter like boyfriends do
up to the club where the boys went too
see that yellow and the boys in blue
a n-gga on a strecther and i never met ya
Im God Bless ya, they city try and get ya
man, don't let the get ya
f-ck the horoscopes, the ropes lke a wrestler
if them bullets wet ya bet ya momma a tissue
your face on the front of our shirts saying we ya
(we ya)

with me,
Run quick see, what do we here
Now, do you wanna or die
La dadada, la la la la

Come me,
Run quick see, what do we here
Now, do you ride or die
La dadada, la la la la

yea, see God
I know you only do whats for me
but is it cool if we negotiate my
they always me it's temporary
than why its feelling a cemetary
my dreams aint got no
my hurting and none of us were equiped here
you heard me say I was
i probably tears
I'm to get clear
I'm tryna quit
who the scripts here
these kids live there whole life just killing
running the race with no finish
they tryna noose us they ropes
but Im tryna
I think my foolish pride might my suicide
but I aint tryna go, no
and through these lines and quotes you gotta find some
cause I dying
my gon' last forever,
you can the treasure
look inside you can see a in my mind
Im tired of dope fiends, wiping they nose clean
is my just a smoke screen
I Im in the (?) I see lo green
raised by bo queens but there's no kings
(no kings, no kings)

[J. Hook]
with me,
Run quick see, do we have here
Now, do you wanna or die
La dadada, la la la la

Come me,
Run quick see, what do we have
Now, do you ride or die
La dadada, la la la la

[J. Cole 3]
It seems like n-ggas feel ya or they try and kill ya
I face the sky and hope to God acting unfamiliar
you play cards he deal no matter how peculiar
they tell me that its God's will, I'm asking God ya
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iller a n-gga from artist pain, smoking cocaine as it rains out
am I to blame, try to sane so I came out-side
where they rock with thangs out
to clear my mind at the same time blew that boys brains out
but will it change, its n-ggas is free but our minds still in the chains
killing eachother, the blood spill its a shame
will it ever up
alot of n-ggas getting older but never grow up
and do they son's like they did and never show up
even cry about it, just another episode of life
watch the n-gga no re-runs
the devil soul's n-gga no refunds
man, let the city get ya
f-ck the horoscopes know the ropes like a
if them bullets wet ya bet ya need a tissue
your face on the of our shirts screaming we miss ya
another day, song, a mother prays
gone
but still we play like nothing wrong
like aint wrong
cause aint wrong
Im not as fast, I'm not as
but before I
I ball
I ball
I gotta
n-gga I ball