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 just went to the pen
But I ain't listen to them, cause you
As long as I fuck with you I never be in the same again
Like you said they just cuz we gone get rich and they not
They work a lot, we play the block, still got more than got
guzzling hinny high, people say if I keep fucking with you
I subsequently die, end up with twenty
They claiming you claim many lives, with so lies
guys, innocent ladies, babies of any size
Nah I knew it the truth, cuz they ain't have nothing for proof
They even blamed you for dozens of of substance abuse
What kinda crap is that? Everybody that crackers bought crack to our habitat
To attack the Latins and Blacks, mind that fact, something I know is wrong
You was there when my mom put me out in the coldest storm
though you did introduce me to smoking dro
And so it was, you Saigon with open arms
all I could focus on, the reason I wrote this explosive song
To show the closest bond, gets torn
You tricked me all along, you had me thinking you was my
You loved Saigon

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

Now we new porces, dozens of whole forties we force with
You taught the kid more than any in New York did
teaching me social studies, but wasn't there for Saigon to cry on after the wakes of my closest buddies
I was grew up, I depicted picture too up, was I just a fool or just too young
I storm on the booze you brung
Snatch my soul, put a whole in it, grab my took control of it,
Made my heart as as the home it supposed to be
Funny when you wasn't around it was no
you telling all of that was simply 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 keys to fly
Murder rap never ease from my mouth, I probably be at peace with myself
Probably think you did to me was sweet, laughing at me like Kee-Kee-Kee Falling for your trickery in this feet
Don't flatter yourself, it don't take a genius to spell
Convince a kid at the age of twelve to sell drugs
If you really had g, you had them white like you had me
It was they granddaddies that created you Daddy
They was the ones that flooded you gats and liquor stores
Mats, Pimps with the whores, cash for intercourse
And of course these niggas stay sucking you off
But I know the truth, so poof; I'm you off

(Chorus)
With like you who needs enemies
Brought a nigga bad luck like the
You had a ass up in the penitentiary
With friends you who needs 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 motherfucking friend young blood
Take it from me, man, I been in the streets my motherfucking life
And I ain't get but pain, death, jail...