Luyện nghe bài hát Hip Hop Saved My Life

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

One you heard of, I
Push it hard to the
Grind, feel like murder, but
you saved my life

Reps North-side, so he rocks braids
1100 on his Myspace page
"Stack Cheese" got 700 plays
Producer made him it down, said he had to pay
Open mic 2 weeks in a row
Ex d-Boy with a flow
like Leroy, you should see the boy go
Got a daddy serving and a brother on the Row
Best in the grave, tatted up while in the cage
Minute got his momma working like a slave
Down baby-momma, who he really had to
Cause she was his fan, even let him use her Honda to
up to Dallas, went to open up for amateurs
Let him a debit card so he could put gas in it
Told her when he get on he gon' her to the Galleria
And buy everything but the mannequins, ya

One you never of, I
Push it to further the
Grind, might feel murder, but
Hip-Hop you saved my

His man called, "your time might be now
They your freestyle over 'Wipe Me Down'
played it 2 times, say it might be crowned
As the thing out the H-town in a while"
He picked up his son with a big smile
Rapped every single to the newborn child
Then he put him down and went back to the
And put on another beat and got back to the of
Get his momma out the hood, put her in the woods
Keep his looking good, have her rolling like she should
Show his homies there's a way other that flippin' yay
Bail his out of jail, put a lawyer on his case
Throw a concert for the school, show the shorties that it's
Throw candy on the Caddy, chuck the deuce and act a fool
Man it good, when it happens like that
Two days going back to selling crack, yessir