Luyện nghe bài hát Head Up

Violent what im trying to be
But this violence me
Never had for a P.H.D
Now I get money when i make these
Give to my hood, Renovate these
Speak from my motivate my peeps
Everyday i trying to find some peace
Never had shit, Never be
But i my head up
gotta get that cheese
Livin a
Its
But it all good, We misunderstood
So bound to repeat the ol things
Same ol 20" rims on on the whip, gold chains, and a Diamond Ring
Smoking that shit, crack cocaine
Tatoo's of the homies
Mostly poor and lonley
made it past the age of 18
Thats why brothers like me get locked up, Man live shackled, In handcuffs pants saggin
Packed up in the back of the wagon, Dawg get off me, Your killin me softly, Brush it off me, like I know
But I go
5-0, freeze my pay roll (oh)
Its unlikely that i do the right like Spike, Nigga's too caught up
Look at all us, Want to up
to the club, in the mall up, till we up
Im lost to find my way back home
Ive been for way too long,
I was a king, now im back claim my
my pain and my black family that I was taken from

2-

Always dreamin, Tired of scheming, no hope for me
I'm born to struggle, Thats the way I see
I just wanna do
The gave me this life
is a fight
But I keep my head high

up
Nigga gotta get that
Livin a
Its
But it aint all good, We
So bound to repeat the same ol
Same ol 20" rims on on the whip, gold chains, and a Diamond Ring
Smoking shit, selling crack cocaine
of the dead homies man

(Uh)
No time to think, Take a deep breath forget to speak
Pray to the Lord my life to keep, Been a lot of trouble way too deep
Down in my soul but I flow speak
what I know always be quick, too slow
Trying to tell niggas how to run the show, How to do well, How to up
grow up, Throw your hands up, If you feel me
Po-pos out still trying to me
The real me's, still wondering why I have to try
At God I cry
Doing the very I can,
I'm the man, Nigga yes I am
That I am, Nigga be proud
gotta be loud, Never be

(But)Violent aint im trying to be
But this follows me
Never had for a P.H.D
Now I get when i make these beats
to my hood, Renovate these streets
Speak from my heart motivate my
Everyday i trying to find some peace
Never had shit, be shit
But i keep my up
gotta get that cheese
Livin a
Its
But it all good, We misunderstood
So bound to the same ol things
Same ol 20" rims on on the whip, gold chains, and a Diamond Ring
Smoking shit, selling crack cocaine
Tatoo's of the homies

(Yeahhhhh)
(Ooohhh)
(Yeah, Yeah)
(Oh,Keep your up, Oh,Keep your head up)
(Oh)
(Keep head up)
(Oh)
(Keep your up)
(Yeah)
(Ooo)

(Yeah)
(Yeeeahhh)