Luyện nghe bài hát Envy

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

I remember when we used to chill on a
When Forest Projects used to be
was wilin' others was cool
Some hit the island smoked fools

Me I chose the life of since day one
13 old already trying to cop a gun
I understood why my pops would beat me
No what I did, yo he'd still mistreat me

That's why, I never to a thing he said
And I just mad when I used to wish him dead
Instead, me and Ma kept tight
Promised one day everything would be alright

14 old, cutting mad classes
on a bone, breaking car glasses
Nothing but dreams of on my mind
Shook motherfuckers on the droppin' dime

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

Hey Joey, let's get this money
Brothas just be
Hey Joey, you can't nobody
Brothas they been

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

Say word, word, it wasn't over no
It was over some who liked to auction off the ass
He was a kid, although we lost 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 hands of guy
why I keeps an alibi
Juliani wants to see a fry

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

eyes is on my back, with intentions of arresting me
But they won't get the of me
'Cause are my destiny

Hey Joey, just get this money
Brothas be wilin'
Hey Joey, you trust nobody
Brothas they been

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

Catching the eye of big booty cheek freak
rims so shiny you can see your reflection
Green interior, under the seat
The heat for

look at me now
Got a house in Isle for my spouse and my child
D E L condos for impression hoes
No holes in my gibros

Strictly and clothes
Airwaves my latest single
All up in the Mecca
Making Lucci while I

Jingle jewels in the face of enemies
Eat your heart out son, you was a friend to me

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

Big Joe, Bronx