Luyện nghe bài hát Enemies

When I first met you I thought that you and I was to the end
People told me men you befriended just to the pen
But I ain't to them, cause you promised
As long as I fuck with you I never be in the position again
Like you they just jealous cuz we gone get rich and they not
They work a lot, we play the block, got more than they got
Cousin guzzling hinny high, people say if I keep fucking you
I subsequently die, end up with five
They you claim many lives, with so many lies
With guys, innocent ladies, of any size
Nah I knew it wasn't the truth, cuz they ain't have nothing for
They even blamed you for dozens of youths of substance
What kinda crap is that? Everybody knows crackers bought crack to our habitat
To attack the Latins and Blacks, never mind that fact, something I is wrong
You was there when my hopeless mom put me out in the coldest
Even though you did me to smoking dro
And so it was, you welcome Saigon open arms
That's all I could on, the reason I wrote this explosive song
To show even the closest bond, gets
You me all along, you had me thinking you was my friend
You never loved

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With friends like you who enemies
Brought a nigga bad luck the Kennedys
You had a ass up in the penitentiary
With like you who needs enemies

Now we smoking new porces, dozens of whole forties we force
You taught the kid than any school in New York did
Teachers teaching me social studies, but wasn't there for Saigon to cry on after the of my closest buddies
I was grew up, I this picture too up, was I just a fool or just too young
I storm on the that you brung
Snatch my soul, put a whole in it, my mind took control of it,
my heart as cold as the home it supposed to be
Funny when you wasn't it was no incidents
That you telling all of that was coincidence
That's a I doubt, 'fore I met you I wasn't kick Theresas eye out
Or had the police at my house, I wouldn't have needed to fly south
Murder rap never ease from my mouth, I probably be at peace with myself
Probably think what you did to me was sweet, laughing at me like Falling for your trickery in this feet
Don't flatter yourself, it take a genius to spell thug
Convince a kid at the mere age of twelve to sell
If you really had g, you had them white kids you had me
It was they granddaddies that created you Daddy
was the ones that flooded you with gats and liquor stores
Mats, Pimps with the whores, trade cash for
And of these young niggas stay sucking you off
But I know the truth, so I'm cutting you off

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With like you who needs enemies
Brought a nigga bad luck like the
You had a ass up in the penitentiary
With friends like you who enemies

You did to me
You did to me, man
You what? A lot of times we grow up thinking the streets is our friend
You know what I'm
The streets ain't your motherfucking friend young
it from me, man, I been in the streets my whole motherfucking life
And I get nothin' but pain, death, jail...