Luyện nghe bài hát Envy

Yo, this is going out to all my peeps locked
Charlie LD all my peeps who passed away, yeah

I when we used to chill on a hill
When Forest used to be Godsville
Brothers was wilin' was cool
hit the island some smoked fools

Me I the life of crime since day one
13 years old already to cop a gun
I never understood why my pops beat me
No matter what I did, yo still mistreat me

That's why, I listened to a thing he said
And I just mad when I used to wish him dead
Instead, me and Ma Dukes tight
Promised that one day would be alright

14 years old, mad classes
Puffing on a bone, breaking car
Nothing but of cream on my mind
Shook motherfuckers on the block droppin'

Everybody knew Joey represented
And if I then I'd take your life
Hey yo, I meant it that's the way it
When you deal the real fake jacks
And get your cap

Hey Joey, just get this money
just be wilin'
Hey Joey, you can't nobody
Brothas been triflin'

Yeah, momma never said would be so hard
Sometimes I find myself just praying to God
Hoping today won't be the last
I mean, just the other day this kid I got blasted

Say word, word, it wasn't no cash
It was over some broad who liked to off the ass
He was a cool kid, although we him big
If he was a real nigga, then he have got did

Life's and then you die
Nobody dies of old age, but in the of another guy
why I keeps an alibi
Juliani to see a brother fry

So I maintain to my mind peace focused
the gat there in 'case a nigga wanna smoke this
Times are difficult on the streets of New
It's kinda hard to hope for and not get caught

eyes is on my back, with intentions of arresting me
But they get the best of me
riches are my destiny

Hey Joey, just get this money
Brothas be wilin'
Hey Joey, you can't nobody
Brothas been triflin'

No one expected me to blow like
What was once hand me
Is now the best of ?
Yukon Jeeps creepin' the streets

Catching the eye of big booty cheek freak
Daten rims so shiny you can see reflection
plush interior, under the seat
The for protection

Momma at me now
Got a house in Long Isle for my spouse and my
D E L for first impression hoes
No more holes in my

Strictly and clothes
Airwaves blasting my single
All up in the Mecca
Making Lucci I mingle

jewels in the face of past enemies
Eat your heart out son, you never was a to me

Hey Joey, let's get this money
Brothas be wilin'
Hey Joey, you can't trust
Brothas they been

Big Joe, South