Luyện nghe bài hát Intro (Live)

Any with you...

We struggled, we look to to guide us
But we constantly bullshit divide us
and we suddenly let the chills get the of us
You pull up and we throwing ten at the
We're kids from the ghetto we ain't no better
when our money was funny we didn't no Prada
No dough, no jewels so the ho's didn't

I was going to school, wearing from my father
Had the poster with the stig is that a
If you don't hustle where I live then you don't get
Was a disgrace to my mom, caught my case
in the crack house on my 26 hour
No fresh of clothes, took no shower
I was posted like the baker, trying to flip the

Couple muslims tried to give us dou'a
the people raided us, the shit went sour
When you grinding in the game there's plenty ups and
Gotta dump rounds chasing that money and power
Now child of the ghetto, hood legend,
Made niggas proud of the ghetto
hood preach to niggas what this shit's about
I am living proof that you can make it out of the

People often ask me Free, so how are you
I'm constantly making moves and I don't ever
I abuse the mic but abuse the fame
and I to use my brain while others used the metal
Fuck the people trying to pin a on me
Can't catch case, my kid's depending on me

Know the difference, friends are real
some are phony
Fall in love but don't ever marry a
Cause when can'y get at you they get at her
these are the of making money
I couldn't find the safe I let this show me
I put in my music let the world know me

Now I feel like the owe me
a whole lotta
If you don't like it me
Man I step up in the and I
the booth
In my raps I'm spinning facts, all I know is the

I been here and I back
I been rich and I crack
Got the social
then I was damn near
Lost a rock but miraculously to blossom
They thought I would lose my faculties without the faculty
Evil men sent their defence in to me
they evil me
they evil us, even a evil grin

Don't ain't i bring the desert eagle in
they do it for they down homies, let them be them
Try to my youngins up before they see the pen
I take 'em on the road and let them be men

Yes, with the ex kilo
I do it for mhy trying to sneak a kilo in they safe
we did it our way there shouldn't be a win
In country getting money shouldn't be a sin
You should be that paper
You be a hater
I pray you stay in God's good graces 'til we meet

the ROC
You bastards, you bastards, you
We free
We free
We die nigga
New ROC