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 to be easy and we travel to this emotional roller coaster called life
And we our ups and downs
Just keep in
you hit rock bottom
There no where to go but up baby
Just all you how you deal wit it you feel me.. listen here

When seems hopeless
It a nigga lose focus
Empty beer bottles and roaches, 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 sword burnin both sides of the candle but cris but you cant handle the truth
Dont face reailty
So lord my apology
Please like when say freeze
And i do shit
But im down on my
Its a crooked but gin straight take the pain away i charge the game
And put my problems on
A black man but i feel so
So i smoke green and purple til my come true
Then my eyes red
Sky grey
Children slangin in the hood
We call it yaay old gold
Down my yellow road
Then rewrite my til my story is untold
See i got a little and my life sped up now
Im and i cant get up

2x]

[verse 2: trick
I had to about a dope fiend
And its strange cause he can bearly write or 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 then to walk with him
As we
He and i just listen
He said theres a big differnce between crackas and
See he said white folks look out fo the white but uh black folks blang wit tha black folks
When they aint enough black
When you ooh to make a long short
We need pay more and do things that are more compleset and he told me
You kno i say something that wouldnt work and i wouldnt damnwaste my time telling something that would hurt you
But you would for anything
If you dont for something
But thats for certain but niggas be listen and that shit be hurting
No all of us but of us
And if we hurry up
They going to bury and every one of us
And if we hurry up

[chorus 2x w/ trick daddy]

[verse 3:
Sometimes i cant wit my daily issues
Just being sober a bitch and i cant control her
I i could 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 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 dont be obcared
By some things that depresiated like what a home to open ya eyes to
the fucks thats goings on cause the constantly getting rid of us one by one wither its drugs or diesase or gun by
Gun i aint no either i feel that im even doing wrong by usein this chorus to get thru this song

[chorus repeat 2x w/ trick

[outro: 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 going to have yo ass tied up up to them back roads south florida and they made
Them laws say they cant do anything for you can a church get a and god for the thugs.