Luyện nghe bài hát Head Up

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

2-

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

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

(Uh)
No time to think, Take a deep breath dont forget to
Pray to the Lord my life to keep, through a lot of trouble way too deep
in my soul but I gotta flow speak
what I know always be quick, too slow
to tell niggas how to run the show, How to do well, How to blow up
Nigga grow up, Throw hands up, If you feel me
out still trying to kill me
The real me's, just still wondering why I to try
At God I cry
Doing the very I can,
I'm the man, yes I am Nigga
I am, Nigga gotta be proud
gotta be loud, be quiet

(But)Violent aint what im to be
But violence follows me
had money for a P.H.D
Now I get money when i these beats
Give to my hood, Renovate streets
Speak my heart motivate my peeps
Everyday i struggle trying to some peace
Never had shit, Never be
But i keep my up
Nigga gotta get that
a dream
Its
But it aint all good, We
So bound to repeat the same ol
Same ol ghetto 20" rims on on the whip, gold chains, and a Ring
Smoking that shit, selling cocaine
Tatoo's of the dead

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

(Yeah)
(Yeeeahhh)