Luyện nghe bài hát For The Family

1: Don Q]
Some niggas call shots, some call the
They say the ones close'll you when you're on the edge
up on a pissy mattress, never had a water bed
Screamin' fuck the board of ed, too busy corner bread
Bathroom up for an hour long
To play it off, man I had to turn the on
up with baggies and a towel on
Only if mama knew the of shit I was on
I really know hustlers, and coke jugglers
You'll get rich surrounded by broke customers
You gotta learn to maneuver through the spots
Dirty night cops searchin' a nigga Nike socks
I had to switch the stash up they might watch
Everything is a fact soon as the dice drop
You get to strip jumpin', start off six onions
I'm fence before the dog come sniff somethin'
Got a bunch of jail niggas talkin' on my Sprint
Besides the money and bitches you miss nothin'
The overpower the hate
The drugs the plate
I baby blue powdered the
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 it then you gotta relate
Don

[Verse 2: East]
Uh I was raised where it's at
The was plain till game froze that
OxyContin and Molly I sold that
All black 380, the matchin' my Bo Jacks
You seein' 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 smoke that
The 'Gram got him thirsty for pictures so they could post
20 niggas crowdin' my section like "where the 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 like 5
In the zone playin' The Commission off of Shyne
The shit they be out be make believe
Outside pumpin' and it was 8
off an 8th of green
Before the sour came, before was drinkin' lean
Avirex leathers some niggas to Tracey Lee
I'm prolly with a chick look like Amerie
'04 crocodile Mauries I had the gators
My cousin said we the best traffickin' keys
Before Meek was reppin' Dream Chasers I 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 it, can I live?

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