Luyện nghe bài hát It's Alright

Don't you remember you told me you loved me
You you'd be coming back this way again
Baby baby baby baby ohhh
I love you, yeah, I do
This is from Saigon, the Yardfather
alright, it's alright
I know my is overdue, they 'bout to shut off my light
And even if I get a job, too late, too right
Gotta do what I gotta do to get loot up tonight
It's alright, I a letter 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 involved
It's a with a newborn baby livin in the car
The police is us up, the hurricane is eatin us up
flood water was deep as a fuck
Dear Lord, are we gon' receive a reward
For all the and pain and misery we endure?
Just Trans-Atlantic slave trade, the AIDS, the crack
When are we ever get paid back?
PS: write your boy S to the A
And tell Luther we got a joint we gave that stays on
{"Don't you you told me you loved me baby?"}
When you told me you loved me (that's what you told me, it?)
{"You said you'd be back this way again"}
(You said you, you, you you, you said that you was comin back) I'm back
{"Baby baby baby ohhh baby"}
You me you was comin back, that I would 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 doesn't have to be in
So leavin you again
It's alright, it's
They lockin ties, the neighborhood flood the ghetto with
My only 21, he too young for two strikes
But if he catch another felony he gonna do life, that ain't
I a letter dedicated to our
Father who art in Heaven, brothers call him Allah
And they all tryin to think of why he not involved
America is bombin them for no at all
Gas prices eatin us up, parole officers us yup
lock us in for dirty pee in a cup
Ayo I know you love us Lord, but please show people a sign
To a society to through design
Them A-T-Liens to the track
Up top, we call it the block, not most of the crackers live that
C'mon Lord, you don't see nothin the with that?
Hit me back, I think me and you to chat
To all the ladies havin babies on own
niggas ain't shit ma, for real yo? You better off alone
If he smart enough to know why he should stay
Then could he possibly teach his seed anyway?
You gotta like you never grind
Even if it mean you gotta shake your never mind, I know I your mind
You do what you gotta, get it together ma
A baby ain't temporary, that forever ma
A mother's love is the kind
That'll get y'all the hard times, the pain and the stress combined
Raise your seed, you don't no man
Especially one that need to be
That brother he righteous cause don't eat no hand
But he keep plans of fuckin with kilograms
Girlfriend, you know you're doin, the time is right
You tell your lil' one that alright
For real, keep head up
I dedicate this song, to the whole Nation
If you've been abandoned in any sense of the
Then you part of this Abandoned
Gotta take it for it's worth, right
God love us young brothers, right
To all my brothers on lockdown, the Abandoned Nation