Luyện nghe bài hát Enchanted

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

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

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

yea, see God
I you only do whats best for me
but is it cool if we negotiate my
they always tellin' me temporary
why its feelling like a cemetary
my dreams got no obituaries
my city hurting and of us were equiped here
you me say I was ballin'
i probably make
I'm trying to get
I'm tryna fear
who wrote the here
these kids live there whole life killing time
running the with no finish line
they tryna noose us they ropes
but Im climb
I my foolish pride might become my suicide
but I tryna go, no baby
and through these lines and quotes you gotta find hope
cause I aint
my words last forever,
you can the treasure
look inside you can see a in my mind
Im of seeing dope fiends, wiping they nose clean
is my neighbourhood a smoke screen
I think Im in the (?) I see lo
sons 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 either feel ya or they try and ya
I the sky and hope to God aint acting unfamiliar
you play whatever cards he no matter how peculiar
they tell me that its God's will, I'm God will ya
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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
where they rock with thangs out
to clear my at the same time they blew that boys brains out
but will it change, its n-ggas is free but our minds still in the chains
brothers killing eachother, the blood spill its a
will it slow up
alot of getting older but they never grow up
and do son's like they fathers did and never show up
don't even cry about it, just episode of life
watch the n-gga no re-runs
the devil buying soul's n-gga no
man, don't let the get ya
f-ck the horoscopes know the like a wrestler
if them bullets wet ya bet ya momma a tissue
your face on the front of our shirts we miss ya
another day, another song, a prays
gone
but still we play like aint wrong
aint nothing wrong
cause nothing wrong
Im not as fast, I'm not as
but before I
I ball
I gotta
I ball
I gotta ball