Luyện nghe bài hát Enchanted

[J.
Yea, this is the
yea, this is where the fathers living
at least not us
might see em round the and won't even say wassup
n-ggas play tough, wont even smile in mirrors
and we learn to hoes off trial and error
a small time n-gga, big city hustle
glued to the TV, Jigga, Diddy,
these were our heroes, strictly for them
for that Robert Deniro, reload on them kilo's
them people,
mad at myself cause I seen some things that I'd rather not tell
shawty crack and her boyfriend too
sometimes he touch her daughter like boyfriends do
pull up to the club where the went too
see that yellow and the boys in blue
a n-gga on a strecther and though i met ya
Im God Bless ya, they city try and get ya
man, don't let the get ya
the horoscopes, know the ropes lke a wrestler
if them bullets wet ya bet ya need a tissue
your face on the front of our shirts saying we ya
(we ya)

Come 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, do we have here
Now, do you wanna or die
La dadada, la la la la

yea, see God
I know you only do best for me
but is it cool if we my destiny
always tellin' me it's temporary
than why its feelling like a
my aint got no obituaries
my city hurting and none of us were equiped
you me say I was ballin'
i make tears
I'm trying to get
I'm quit fear
who wrote the here
these kids there whole life just killing time
running the with no finish line
tryna noose us with they ropes
but Im tryna
I my foolish pride might become my suicide
but I tryna go, no baby
and through these lines and quotes you gotta find some
I aint dying
my words gon' forever,
you can the treasure
look inside you can see a in my mind
Im tired of seeing dope fiends, wiping nose clean
is my neighbourhood just a screen
I Im in the (?) I see lo green
sons raised by bo queens but there's no
(no kings, no kings)

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

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

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