Luyện nghe bài hát fork ya

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