Luyện nghe bài hát For The Family

1: Don Q]
Some niggas call shots, call the feds
They say the ones close'll push you you're on the edge
Grew up on a mattress, never had a water bed
Screamin' fuck the board of ed, too busy chasin' corner
Bathroom up for an hour long
To play it off, man I had to turn the on
Comin' up with and a towel on
Only if mama knew the type of I was on
I really know hustlers, dope and coke
You'll get rich surrounded by broke customers
You gotta learn to maneuver through the tight
Dirty night cops keep a nigga Nike socks
I had to the stash up cause they might watch
Everything is a fact soon as the dice drop
You get to strip jumpin', start off six onions
I'm fence jumpin' before the dog come somethin'
Got a bunch of jail talkin' on my Sprint fussin'
Besides the money and bitches you miss nothin'
The love the hate
The overpower the plate
I baby blue the Wraith
Gold Rollie, a of diamonds overcrowded the face
Never worried, I'm with my jewelry in and out of the
Road trips, I fuck with foreign them, the Impala was
And if you it how I seen it then you gotta relate
Don

[Verse 2: Dave
Uh I was raised where it's at
The presidential was plain till game that
and Molly I really sold that
All black 380, the matchin' my Bo Jacks
You seein' there ain't no paper here so the coke at
a trip to Texas, brought lean back like Joe Crack
Couldn't my uncle no money cause he would smoke that
The 'Gram got him thirsty for so they could post that
20 crowdin' my section like "where the hoes at?"
I'm in Bergdorf blowin' this feature paper
Floatin' up 1st Ave knockin' Baker
T for the ape rottweiler
Crown Five, whole dinner cost me 5 dollars
In the zone playin' The Commission off of Shyne
The shit they be rappin' out be make
Outside and it was 8 degrees
off an 8th of green
Before the sour came, before niggas was lean
Avirex some niggas listened to Tracey Lee
I'm prolly with a chick that look like
'04 crocodile I had the gators green
My cousin said we the best traffickin' keys
Before Meek was Dream Chasers I tried to chase a dream
Christian Dior cover my
Ask my nigga Don who got the raw up in
Nothin' to eat, to open my fridge
on repeat as I think about it, can I live?

3: Fabolous]
Look, I'm tryna grab a and Dash get back on the Freeway
Shawty went to Memphis, it back up to BK
knock life, Bentley back to the PJs
The feds ain't got a clue they lackin' a DJ
Rock chains round here they'll get you for
Put that Mac to your Beanie to get to A Mil
See I was Young poppin' Cris underneath the big
Rappin' and trappin', tryna do it B.I.G.'s
I put my pay on Birks
Shit I even a watch, a little plain jawn first
Looked at hers, looked at mine, said this ain't gon'
So I threw diamonds up in it like a Jay
And told her "hold it down and I might bae you"
You been since I was choppin' up the Ye samples
Fuck the streets all I want is State
And make I break off the niggas that hate properly
And don't let them Jones'll talk the gemstones
We don't Just Blaze we blow 'em out of they
They whisper like Keak Da Sneak
Patek Philipe, 7:30 Freaky Zeke
But enough the jewels every summer we jam on 'em
And they take shots you pullin' out the Lamb' on 'em
Oh you mad? I had the Cam on 'em
Said a Diplomat for the fam on 'em