Luyện nghe bài hát Family Crisis

Huddy bring it home, we don't stop
Jimmy all alone, we don't stop
crime fam', we don't stop
Meeno, nrb, we don't
To my man blinky blink, we stop
My sis baby stase, she don't
Killer cam', cardan, they the
One two, we don't
I know you thinkin', how many nigga's he
Or what, how nigga's is hot?

Yo, yeah you a fake wanna be rich nigga, sticker
You know, get on the stand and snitch stinker
So when cardie the press, I dream of success
I want cream to invest plus a beam' and a
So I sold bags of dutch, the cash and
My dad's a lush, so all we had was us, what?

Wit me? it started like this, sip a six, get some
And about a a brick
Now the whole team's in the mix facin' a
'cause they got the da this shit
So we in back of the bus for some dust
Life in harlem shouldn't be so tough
It's hot at home, got a block on the phone
Couldn't call my man pete so I called huddy

yo, meeno
yo, hud
[huddy] on the low, here's the
A nigga tried to on me, pard', I wanna murder
I want the nigga jaw broken, chest wide open
Tell blink get on the thing smokin'

Shit, I recognize that
Didn't he do a on the strip?
Got caught, couldn't do so he snitched?
What type of guy's look in his eyes
He's a
Mase, when we had his ride in the mix?
His girl start to cry, he the side of his chick
Like we some nigga's lie on our hits
Who you when you was suckin' and fuckin'
Now the on, we buckin' and duckin (black)
pulled his truck in (black)
Blood rushin', the hydro, jumped inside the tie ho
Mase slow, and they go five-oh
out the window be sure we wasn't followed
No observers, whew! I just got away wit'

Yo, you got to front for me, my gun pop too
Nigga pop me? pop you
Yo, don't shorty right there look
Matter of fact, while back used to wit' her
You wouldn't believe all the that honey did
Yo, that's the same one the money out the crib
I it lot better when she came from venezuela
But she too much cheddar so yo, I had to hit her

But yo, I her friend charise
She mad bad baghdad
lotta money in glad bag
She doin' for willie gum
Used to think that bitch was
But found out she was really
She really from hunt of be more
to blow her spot like c-4
Never see me
So why this bitch wit' me for
that my life is up and down like see-saw

For days you argue and go the phase
You blaze, you shade, now she hate yo' ways
No feelings, that's while the you stealin'
Creepin', in your pocket while you sleepin'
Freakin' off on the degan
Wit' your new rican every single week and it's
Understand you been through
You fuck a friend, she don't hold it you

Yeah, nigga, nigga, touch nigga, fuck nigga
What chu want nigga? chu want, what chu got?
Uh, what chu need? what chu got? uh, chu shoot?
chu got? what?
Harlem we don't stop
fucker, put your deal on it
Mother fucker, put a on it
Put yo' fuckin' ice on it
Put a mother fuckin' on it
Niggas fuck wit' my clique
Who wanna put the up?
I hear a niggas talkin'
But who put they deal on it?
I hear alot a niggas
But who put a mil on it?
Y'all niggas ain't sayin'
Yo' blink, the benz up
Get from 'round me,