Luyện nghe bài hát Hopeles

[Intro:
Ooooh you feel that as i you to them dirt roads deep in your southern roots
When nobody said life was going to be easy and we travel to this emotional roller coaster called
And we our ups and downs
Just in mind
When you hit rock
There no where to go but up baby
Just all you how you deal wit it you feel me.. listen here

When life seems
It make a nigga focus
Empty beer bottles and roaches, helps to get it off my cause
Im so stressed and all i is "fuck tha world" [2x]

[verse 1:
Man ever since been a gamble
My life in shamblez
Double edge sword burnin both sides of the but cris but you cant handle the truth
wanna face reailty
So lord accept my
Please when police say freeze
And i aint do
But im down on my
Its a system but gin straight take the pain away i charge the game
And put my problems on
A man but i feel so blue
So i smoke green and purple til my dreams true
Then my eyes red
Sky grey
Children slangin in the hood
We call it yaay drink old
my yellow brick road
Then rewrite my script til my story is
See i got a little money and my sped up now
Im and i cant get up

2x]

[verse 2: daddy]
I had to dream about a fiend
And its cause he can bearly write or read but seems to get folkz about anything curious about him
I wanted to to him but he was to busy fo that
But i was more welcome to walk with him
As we
He talked and i listen
He theres a big differnce between crackas and niggas
See he said white folks look out fo the white folks but uh black folks wit tha black folks
When they aint enough roakz
When you ooh to a long story short
We need pay more attenion and do things are more compleset and he told me
You kno i woulldnt say something that wouldnt work and i wouldnt damnwaste my time telling something that hurt you
But you would fall for
If you dont for something
But for certain but niggas dont be listen and that shit be hurting
No all of us but of us
And if we dont up
They going to each and every one of us
And if we hurry up

[chorus repeat 2x w/ trick

3: ludacris]
Sometimes i deal wit my daily issues
Just being sober lifes a bitch and i control her
I wish i could and to cry on
We a shoulder
The stand us up
To run us
And in the hood dont seem to understand
God damn really got me wondering
Is if its a part of a plan man
I smell some thing fishy on and its way beyond blowin away the smoke from these swisher
Goin on it aint much i can do about it but preach the word of telling my people to spend ya money wisely dont be
By some things that depresiated like what like a home to ya eyes to
Whats the fucks thats goings on the constantly getting rid of us one by one wither its drugs or diesase or gun by
Gun i aint no saint either i feel that im even doing by usein this chorus to get thru this song

[chorus repeat 2x w/ daddy]

trick daddy]
You know yall to mess around and complain about slavery that was over 40 50 years ago black folks need to move on
Yall keep playin wit a crackerthey to have yo ass tied up wired up to them back roads south florida and they made
Them laws say cant do anything for you can a church get a amen and god for the thugs.