Luyện nghe bài hát For The Family

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

[Verse 2: Dave
Uh I was raised where cold at
The presidential was plain game froze that
OxyContin and I really sold that
All black 380, the matchin' my Bo Jacks
You seein' there ain't no paper here so the coke at
Took a trip to Texas, brought back like Joe Crack
give my uncle no money cause he would smoke that
The 'Gram got him thirsty for pictures so they could post
20 niggas my section like "where the hoes at?"
I'm in Goodman 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 rappin' out be believe
pumpin' and it was 8 degrees
Blunted off an 8th of
Before the sour came, before niggas was drinkin'
Avirex leathers some listened to Tracey Lee
I'm prolly with a chick that look Amerie
'04 crocodile I had the gators green
My cousin said we the best traffickin' major
Before was reppin' Dream Chasers I tried to chase a dream
Christian Dior my eyelids
Ask my nigga Don who got the raw up in
Nothin' to eat, embarrassed to open my
on repeat as I think about it, can I live?

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