Luyện nghe bài hát Head Up

Violent what im trying to be
But this follows me
Never had for a P.H.D
Now I get money when i make beats
Give to my hood, these streets
Speak from my heart my peeps
Everyday i struggle to find some peace
Never had shit, be shit
But i my head up
Nigga gotta get cheese
Livin a
Its
But it aint all good, We
So bound to repeat the ol things
Same ol ghetto 20" rims on on the whip, chains, and a Diamond Ring
Smoking that shit, crack cocaine
Tatoo's of the dead
Mostly poor and lonley
Never 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, it off me, Speak like I know
But I go
5-0, wanna freeze my pay (oh)
Its unlikely that i do the right like Spike, Nigga's too caught up
at all us, Want to ball up
to the club, in the up, till we fall up
Im lost trying to find my way home
Ive been for way too long,
I was a king, now im back my throne
my black and my black family that I was taken from

2-

Always dreamin, of scheming, Theres no hope for me
I'm born to struggle, the only way I see
I just do right
The Lord me this life
Everyday is a
But I still my head high

up
Nigga get that cheese
Livin a
Its
But it aint all good, We
So bound to the same ol things
Same ol ghetto 20" rims on on the whip, gold chains, and a Diamond
that shit, selling crack cocaine
Tatoo's of the dead man

(Uh)
No time to think, Take a deep dont forget to speak
Pray to the Lord my life to keep, Been through a lot of way too deep
Down in my but I gotta flow speak
I know always be quick, Never too slow
Trying to tell niggas how to run the show, How to do well, How to up
Nigga up, Throw your hands up, If you feel me
Po-pos out trying to kill me
The me's, just 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 gotta be
gotta be loud, be quiet

(But)Violent aint what im to be
But this violence me
Never had for a P.H.D
Now I get when i make these beats
Give to my hood, Renovate streets
Speak from my heart motivate my
Everyday i struggle trying to find peace
Never had shit, Never be
But i keep my up
gotta get that cheese
Livin a
Its
But it aint all good, We
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
of the dead homies

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

(Yeah)
(Yeeeahhh)