Luyện nghe bài hát fork ya

Most think Im to just entertain
My rep is Im trying to maintain
But most of my in jail or slain
From trying life in the fast lane
And I lost a couple over crack
If U from the streets I feel pain
To to see,man Im going insane
It feels like my life is down the drain
Money and is what I wanna gain
Theres no sun though its always gonna
But a pick up, step up to the plate
Gotta push away all the cries and
It hurts to be in this ghetto state
change now before its way too late
But the hood was always in my
But my is now falling apart
(chorus)(x2)
The life is something hard to survive
haters dont want to see U alive
Im stuck in reality Im no dreaming
Trying to get me, I hear them suckas
(verse 1)
Bullets flying, fake homies
Im trying to get outta here man Im trying
Im tired of hearing about my close homies
Im done the tears homie Im no longer crying
The cops dont do nothin becuz 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
to avoid the G's throwin up the red or blue
Hopin U can it out, trying everyday
But the thing is homie no easy way
Looking behind you a little paranoid
Remebering streets you to avoid
Fox Hill and 27th