Luyện nghe bài hát Hip Hop Saved My Life

He said: "I write I see
Write to make it right, like where I be
I'd like to it like the sights on TV
Quite the life, so nice and easy"
See: now you can still die that
But it's than not being alive from straps
Agreed, a notebook and a Bic
That click it's pushed and a wack-ass beat
That's a track that's weak he got last week
Cause in the stu' was like: "That's that heat!"
A bass-heavy with a sample from the 70s
a screwed-up hook that went "stack that cheese"
Something something something, "stack cheese"
Mother, sister, cousin, "stack cheese"
He think of nothin', "stack that cheese"
He turns down the beat, writer's impedes
Crying the next room, a baby in need
Of Pampers and some food and place to sleep
plus a black Cadillac on Ds
Is what him on track to be a great MC

One you heard of, I
Push it to further the
Grind, might like murder, but
Hip-Hop you my life

North-side, so he rocks them braids
1100 on his Myspace page
"Stack Cheese" got 700 plays
Producer made him take it down, he had to pay
Open mic champ 2 in a row
Ex with a b-boy flow
Glow Leroy, you should see the boy go
Got a daddy serving life and a on the Row
Best homie in the grave, tatted up while in the
Minute got his momma working like a slave
baby-momma, who he really had to honor
Cause she was his biggest fan, let him use her Honda to
Drive up to Dallas, went to open up for
Let him keep a debit card so he put gas in it
her when he get on he gon' take her to the Galleria
And buy everything but the mannequins, ya

One you never of, I
Push it to further the
Grind, might like murder, but
you saved my life

His man called, said: "your might be now
They played your freestyle 'Wipe Me Down'
They played it 2 times, say it might be
As the best thing out the in a while"
He picked up his son with a great big
Rapped single word to the newborn child
Then he put him down and went to the kitchen
And put on another beat and got back to the of
Get his out the hood, put her somewhere in the woods
Keep his lady looking good, have her like she should
Show his homies there's a way than that flippin' yay
Bail his homie out of jail, put a lawyer on his
Throw a concert for the school, the shorties that it's cool
Throw some candy on the Caddy, the deuce and act a fool
Man it good, when it happens like that
Two days going back to selling crack, yessir