Luyện nghe bài hát Enchanted

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

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

yea, see God
I know you do whats best for me
but is it cool if we my destiny
they tellin' me it's temporary
than why its like a cemetary
my dreams got no obituaries
my city hurting and of us were equiped here
you heard me say I was
i probably tears
I'm trying to get
I'm tryna quit
who wrote the scripts
these live there whole life just killing time
running the race with no finish
they tryna noose us with ropes
but Im tryna
I think my foolish might become my suicide
but I aint go, no baby
and through these lines and quotes you find some hope
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 they nose
is my neighbourhood just a screen
I think Im in the (?) I see lo
sons raised by bo queens but there's no
(no kings, no kings)

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

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

[J. Verse 3]
It seems like n-ggas either feel ya or they try and ya
I face the sky and hope to God aint acting
you whatever 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 artist pain, momma smoking cocaine as it out
am I to blame, try to stay so I came out-side
they rock with them thangs out
to clear my mind at the same time they blew that boys out
but will it change, its like is free but our minds still in the chains
brothers killing eachother, the spill its a shame
will it ever up
alot of n-ggas getting older but they grow up
and do son's like they fathers did and never show up
don't even cry about it, just another of life
watch the n-gga no re-runs
the devil soul's n-gga no refunds
man, don't let the get ya
f-ck the know the ropes like a wrestler
if them bullets wet ya bet ya need a tissue
your face on the front of our shirts screaming we ya
another day, song, a mother prays
gone
but still we play aint nothing wrong
like nothing wrong
cause nothing wrong
Im not as fast, I'm not as
but I pass
I gotta
I ball
I ball
n-gga I ball