Luyện nghe bài hát For The Family

1: Don Q]
Some call shots, some call the feds
say the ones close'll push you when you're on the edge
Grew up on a pissy mattress, had a water bed
Screamin' fuck the of ed, too busy chasin' corner bread
baggin' up for an hour long
To it off, man I had to turn the shower on
up with baggies and a towel on
Only if knew the type of shit I was on
I know hustlers, dope and coke jugglers
never get rich surrounded by broke customers
You gotta to maneuver through the tight spots
Dirty night cops keep searchin' a nigga socks
I had to switch the stash up cause they might
Everything done is a fact as the dice drop
You get to strip jumpin', off with six onions
I'm jumpin' before the dog come sniff somethin'
Got a bunch of jail talkin' on my Sprint fussin'
Besides the money and bitches you ain't miss
The overpower the hate
The drugs the plate
I blue powdered the Wraith
Gold Rollie, a bunch of overcrowded the face
Never worried, I'm with my jewelry in and out of the
Road trips, I fuck with them, the Impala was safe
And if you seen it how I seen it then you gotta
Don

[Verse 2: East]
Uh I was raised where cold at
The was plain till game froze that
OxyContin and I really sold that
All black 380, the matchin' my Bo Jacks
You there ain't no paper here so where the coke at
Took a trip to Texas, brought lean back like Joe
Couldn't give my uncle no money cause he would smoke
The 'Gram got him thirsty for pictures so they post that
20 niggas crowdin' my like "where the hoes at?"
I'm in Goodman blowin' this feature paper
Floatin' up 1st Ave knockin' Anita
T for the ape rottweiler
Crown Five, dinner cost me like 5 dollars
In the playin' The Commission off of Shyne album
The they be rappin' out be make believe
Outside pumpin' and it was 8
off an 8th of green
Before the sour came, before niggas was drinkin'
Avirex some niggas listened to Tracey Lee
I'm with a chick that look like Amerie
'04 crocodile Mauries I had the green
My cousin we the best traffickin' major keys
Before Meek was reppin' Dream I tried to chase a dream
Christian cover my eyelids
Ask my nigga Don who got the raw up in
Nothin' to eat, embarrassed to open my
Jigga on repeat as I think about it, can I

[Verse 3:
Look, I'm tryna grab a Dame and Dash get back on the
went to Memphis, brought it back up to BK
Hard life, Bentley back to the PJs
The feds ain't got a clue they lackin' a DJ
chains round here they'll get you for real
Put Mac to your Beanie just to get to A Mil
See I was poppin' Cris underneath the big homies
Rappin' and trappin', tryna do it B.I.G.'s
Yeah I put my pay on
I even bought a watch, a little plain jawn first
Looked at hers, looked at mine, said this gon' work
So I threw up in it like a Jay concert
And told her "hold it down and I just bae you"
You been since I was choppin' up the Ye samples
Fuck the all I want is State Property
And make sure I break off the niggas that hate
And don't let them talk about the gemstones
We don't Just Blaze we blow 'em out of they
They gon' whisper like Da Sneak
Patek Philipe, 7:30 Freaky Zeke
But enough about the every summer we jam on 'em
And they take when you pullin' out the Lamb' on 'em
Oh you Know I had the Cam on 'em
Said a plays for the fam on 'em