Luyện nghe bài hát fork ya

Most think Im to just entertain
My rep is what Im trying to
But most of my homies in jail or
trying ride life in the fast lane
And I lost a over crack cocaine
If U from the streets I feel your
To much to see,man Im insane
It feels like my is going down the drain
Money and power is what I gain
Theres no sun though its always rain
But a gotta pick up, step up to the
Gotta away all the cries and hate
It hurts to be in ghetto mind state
change now before its way too late
But the hood was in my heart
But my life is now apart
(chorus)(x2)
The life is something hard to survive
Most haters dont to see U alive
Im stuck in reality Im no dreaming
Trying to get me, I hear them suckas
(verse 1)
Bullets flying, fake lying
Im trying to get outta here man Im trying
Im tired of hearing about my close homies
Im with the tears homie Im no longer crying
The cops dont do becuz they crooked too
Its hard to but this life really true
And if U you can rely on your crew
To avoid time theyre go and snitch on you
No way out, U trying to out what to do
Trying to the G's throwin up the red or blue
Hopin U can make it out, everyday
But the is homie theres no easy way
Looking behind you a little paranoid
Remebering you want to avoid
Including Fox Hill and