Luyện nghe bài hát It's Alright

Don't you remember you told me you me baby?
You said you'd be coming back way again
Baby baby baby baby baby
I you, yeah, I really do
This is from Saigon, the Yardfather
It's alright, it's
I know my rent is overdue, 'bout to shut off my light
And even if I get a job, too late, you're too
do what I gotta do to get this loot up tonight
It's alright, I a letter dedicated to God
First I'll thank him, without him I'da made it this far
But it's hard tryin to think of why he not involved
It's a lady a newborn baby livin in the car
The police is beatin us up, the is eatin us up
Katrina flood was deep as a fuck
Dear Lord, are we ever gon' a reward
For all the sufferin and and misery we endure?
Just like Trans-Atlantic trade, the AIDS, the crack
When are we ever gon' get back?
PS: your boy S to the A back
And Luther we got a joint we gave that stays on playback
{"Don't you remember you me you loved me baby?"}
When you told me you loved me (that's you told me, ain't it?)
{"You said you'd be back this way again"}
(You said you, you, you said you, you said you was comin back) I'm back
{"Baby baby baby ohhh baby"}
You told me you was comin back, that I see you but you never told me when
{"I you, yeah, I really do"}
I want you here to guide me by my side so it have to be in vain
So leavin you again
It's alright, alright
They lockin ties, the neighborhood the ghetto with white
My nigga 21, he too young for two strikes
But if he catch another he gonna do life, that ain't right
I write a letter to our
who art in Heaven, Muslim brothers call him Allah
And they all tryin to of why he not gettin involved
America is bombin for no reason at all
Gas prices eatin us up, officers cheatin us yup
They lock us in for pee in a cup
Ayo I know you us Lord, but please show black people a sign
To a society to lead design
Them A-T-Liens to the track
Up top, we call it the block, when not most of the live that
C'mon Lord, you don't see nothin the matter that?
Hit me back, I me and you need to chat
To all the ladies babies on they own
These niggas ain't shit ma, for real yo? You off alone
If he ain't smart enough to know why he stay
Then what could he possibly teach his anyway?
You gotta grind like you never
Even if it mean you gotta shake never mind, I know I read your mind
You gotta do what you gotta, get it ma
A baby ain't temporary, shit's forever ma
A mother's is the freshest kind
That'll get y'all through the hard times, the pain and the combined
Raise your seed, you need no man
Especially one that need to be
That think he righteous cause don't eat no hand
But he keep plans of fuckin some kilograms
Girlfriend, you know what doin, the time is right
You tell your lil' one it's alright
For real, keep head up
I this song, to the whole Abandoned Nation
If you've been abandoned in any sense of the
Then you of this Abandoned Nation
Gotta it for what it's worth, right
God love us brothers, that's right
To all my brothers on lockdown, the whole Nation