Luyện nghe bài hát Hopeles

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

When seems hopeless
It make a lose focus
Empty beer and roaches, helps to get it off my chest cause
Im so and all i here is "fuck tha world" [2x]

[verse 1:
Man ever life been a gamble
My life in shamblez
Double edge sword burnin both sides of the candle but cris but you cant handle the
Dont wanna face
So accept my apology
like when police say freeze
And i do shit
But im down on my
Its a crooked system but gin straight the pain away i charge the game
And put my on layaway
A man but i feel so blue
So i smoke green and purple til my dreams come
Then my eyes red
Sky turns
slangin white in the hood
We it yaay drink old gold
Down my yellow brick
Then rewrite my script til my is untold
See i got a little and my life sped up now
Im fallin and i get up

2x]

[verse 2: trick
I had to dream a dope fiend
And its cause he can bearly write or read but seems to get folkz about anything curious about him
I wanted to talk to him but he was to fo that
But i was more welcome to walk with him
As we
He talked and i just
He said a big differnce between crackas and niggas
See he said folks look out fo the white folks but uh black folks blang wit tha black folks
When they aint enough black
When you ooh to make a long story
We need pay attenion and do things that are more compleset and he told me
You kno i woulldnt say something that wouldnt work and i wouldnt my time telling something that would hurt you
But you fall for anything
If you dont stand for
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 dont up

[chorus repeat 2x w/ trick

3: ludacris]
Sometimes i deal wit my daily issues
Just sober lifes a bitch and i cant control her
I wish i and sometimes to cry on
We a shoulder
The goverment us up
To run us
And in the they dont seem to understand
God damn whats really got me
Is if its a part of a plan man
I smell some thing fishy goin on and its way beyond blowin away the smoke from swisher
Goin on it aint much i can do about it but preach the 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 constantly getting rid of us one by one wither its or diesase or gun by
Gun i aint no saint either i that im even doing wrong by usein this chorus to get thru this song

[chorus 2x w/ trick daddy]

[outro: daddy]
You yall going 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 wired up to them 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.