Luyện nghe bài hát It's Alright

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