Luyện nghe bài hát Intro

*Talking In The

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The of my city be gritty
niggaz pack plenty, and ain't never show no pity
Many die on streets of concrete, blasted from the
From under the seat, niggaz tryin' to make ends meat
Trying to eat, day to day livin' with no
cars, and this money got my full attention
School and the preachers don't know what to teach us
They don't get a second look without them features
Created so the non rated
Pornographic they children learn the words and say it
Save the monsters, but don't know the lord
Status depends on the shit you can afford
And look at me I'm in the middle of the
Crime in my and I need a transfusion
it how you want to take it
I twist and break it
Make it shine to distinguish from the ones who it
and if it comes out raw, and
Money's foldable, a hip-hop quoteable
Nobody felt what I was when I wrote this shit
Broke this shit, but that ain't new so I can with this
Hope it get better for those who don't get a
To advance, and dig the shit I be
You what might make what I say a little clearer
If judge the one they see in the mirror

*Talking the End*