Luyện nghe bài hát Enchanted

[J.
Yea, is where the
yea, this is where the aint living
at not with us
might see em the city and won't even say wassup
when n-ggas tough, wont even smile in mirrors
and we learn to f-ck off trial and error
just a small time n-gga, big city
glued to the TV, Jigga, Diddy,
these were our heroes, strictly for zero's
for that Robert Deniro, reload on them kilo's
dodgin people,
mad at myself cause I seen some things that I'd rather not tell
shawty smole and her boyfriend too
sometimes he touch her daughter like them do
pull up to the club the boys went too
see that yellow and the boys in blue
a n-gga on a strecther and though i met ya
Im thinking God Bless ya, they try and get ya
man, let the city 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 we miss ya
(we ya)

with me,
Run quick see, what do we 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

yea, see God
I know you only do whats for me
but is it if we negotiate my destiny
they always tellin' me temporary
why its feelling like a cemetary
my dreams aint got no
my city hurting and none of us were here
you heard me say I was
i probably make
I'm trying to get
I'm quit fear
who wrote the here
these kids live there life just killing time
running the race with no line
they tryna noose us they ropes
but Im climb
I think my pride might become my suicide
but I tryna go, no baby
and through these lines and quotes you gotta find hope
I aint dying
my words last 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 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]
Come me,
Run quick see, do we have here
Now, do you wanna or die
La dadada, la la la la

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

[J. Cole 3]
It seems like either feel ya or they try and kill ya
I face the sky and hope to God aint unfamiliar
you play whatever he deal no matter how peculiar
they tell me that its will, I'm asking God will ya
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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 rock with them out
to clear my mind at the 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 n-ggas getting older but they grow up
and do they son's they fathers did and never show up
don't even cry about it, just another of life
the season n-gga no re-runs
the devil buying soul's n-gga no
man, don't let the get ya
f-ck the know the ropes like a wrestler
if them wet ya bet ya momma need a tissue
your face on the front of our shirts screaming we ya
day, another song, a mother prays
another
but still we play like aint nothing
like aint nothing
cause aint wrong
Im not as fast, I'm not as
but before I
I ball
I ball
I gotta
n-gga I gotta