Luyện nghe bài hát Hard Times

The struggle hard times, we do or die
My crews fly hands high to the sky
So maintain son try to build
But now you're 'cause incarceration is for real
Yeah son you its on
Now who would be the clown in the nine-six to mess and catch a

I no mercy if you irk me
I got physical that alert me when some herb to jerk me
Or put the squeeze on it, break down the
But it won't work, tight like the Q-Tip in the fight
Now is you insane is brain intact

We be when it comes to this no B.S. rap
Here the lyrical, aerial raid right where you rest at
Now test
I snatch your right through your chest black
Gettin ill when I sleep at night
I gotta maintain, blot the stains on my brain
From the clappin, we can it happen
Remember you ain't a killer, you rappin
I hate it, rappers over
And never shot a gun in they life, they only
So come clean and keep it if you like my sound
And wave your in the air and put the nines down

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Brothas fought daily in the streets, we reek
On every someones flippin like an acrobat
I'm kinda young but I still gotta my own
And Ima maintain what's mine till the day I'm
I keep my crew up, say I got a gang
But I don't smoke I don't shoot and my crew don't
We hang tryin to get up in this rap game
So I can so fame and build my crews name
Rollin juvenile thugs wit bad grades and bad ways
Who woulda thought that I had AIDS
Dream and aspirations
Brothas are tired of broke so maybe that's why they free-basing
Wastin doing nothing
Livin like an outcast get up get out and get something

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Look into my eyes see if you can see I can see
In my reality the world is after me
Schemin on the key but yo I got this locked
Me and lost and comin out the underground
Takin no prisoners my listeners we it real
My are militant, when I'm in the killin field
Click click, my minds automatic, so the static
I got joints up in my attic if you want to grab it
I a cipher where my peace brothers don't sleep
You try to creep I guarantee when you feel the heat
I correct in this rap game
Rappers act
Meanwhile I'm blowin the mic an back in the
They can't see me, can't feel the real G
I represent, commercial rap will kill me

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