Luyện nghe bài hát Hopeles

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

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

1: ludacris]
Man ever since life been a
My life been in
Double edge sword burnin both of the candle but cris but you cant handle the truth
wanna face reailty
So lord my apology
like when police say freeze
And i aint do
But im on my knees
Its a system but gin straight take the pain away i charge the game
And put my on layaway
A black man but i feel so
So i smoke and purple til my dreams come true
Then my turn red
Sky grey
slangin white in the hood
We call it yaay drink old
Down my yellow road
Then rewrite my script til my story is
See i got a little money and my life up now
Im fallin and i get up

2x]

[verse 2: trick
I had to dream about a dope
And its strange cause he can bearly write or read but seems to get folkz about anything curious him
I to talk to him but he was to busy fo that
But i was more welcome to walk with him
As we
He and i just listen
He theres a big differnce between crackas and niggas
See he said white folks look out fo the white folks but uh black blang wit tha black folks
When they aint enough roakz
When you ooh to make a long 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 that would hurt you
But you would for anything
If you stand for something
But thats for certain but 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 dont up

[chorus 2x w/ trick daddy]

[verse 3:
Sometimes i cant deal wit my daily
Just being sober a bitch and i cant control her
I wish i and sometimes to cry on
We need a
The goverment us up
To run us
And in the hood dont seem to understand
God whats really got me wondering
Is if its a part of a bigger man
I smell some thing fishy goin on and its way beyond away the smoke from these swisher
Goin on it aint much i can do it but preach the word of telling my people to spend ya money wisely dont be obcared
By some things that depresiated like what a home to open ya eyes to
Whats the fucks thats goings on cause the 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 wrong by usein this chorus to get thru song

[chorus repeat 2x w/ trick

trick daddy]
You know yall going to mess around and complain about slavery that was over 40 50 years ago black folks need to on
Yall playin wit a crackerthey going 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.