Luyện nghe bài hát Hip Hop Saved My Life

He "I write what I see
Write to it right, don't like where I be
I'd like to make it the sights on TV
Quite the life, so nice and easy"
See: now you can still die from
But better than not being alive from straps
Agreed, a Mead and a Bic
That click when it's and a wack-ass beat
That's a that's weak that he got last week
Cause in the stu' was like: "That's that heat!"
A bass-heavy medley a sample from 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 impedes
Crying the next room, a baby in need
Of some Pampers and food and place to sleep
That a black Cadillac on Ds
Is what keep him on to be a great MC

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

Reps North-side, so he them braids
friends on his Myspace page
"Stack That Cheese" got 700
Producer made him take it down, he had to pay
mic champ 2 weeks in a row
Ex d-Boy a b-boy flow
Glow Leroy, you should see the boy go
Got a daddy serving and a brother on the Row
Best homie in the grave, tatted up while in the
Minute Maid got his momma working like a
Down baby-momma, who he really had to
Cause she was his biggest fan, 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 but the mannequins, ya dig?

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

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