Luyện nghe bài hát It's H***

up
Hold ya up
It's hell in the boy
Hold head young nigga, cause it's hell

I'm sittin' in the courtroom, stomach of butterflies
help me, cause my life is in the Judge eyes
They got me for a Humbug, and that's bullshit
I should've listened to them preachers in the
to help me, seemed like I was born by mistake
While the races dominate, got me to the Legislate'
I'm playin' for kicks, and rob reefer, it medicated my mind
Fuck the World, we
My died in 92 so crazy, what the fuck to do?
smokin' hard, and I know one day it currupt him to chillin'
I'm starin' at the celin', can't too many blows
The be killin', got the silence up through my nose, oh
These want to hurt me, my momma dead so fuck 'em
A small on the rise, so nothin' I feel
To my niggas in the county, I do a bit with ya
Boy, in the streets I don't with ya my nigga

Cause it's
Livin' off a thug, money things ain't
Don't believe me, go and ask my boys in
When we keep a knock for the cops
ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks, my nigga

Cause it's
we gotta go through, and only time will tell
When the is over, I'm down on my knees
Lord keep watchin'
I'm lookin' for a way
And I that's all I say

Now I was born broke, but be damned if I'm a die that way
Love my momma, can't deny that
And as a child, everynight I
For a rap deal, man sometimes, twice I'd say
Lord save me, take me, away here
20 To 9, and I've been sellin' for years
But why we had a house, and keep it?
Why we
Why we get more slips than Victorias Secret?
Why I rob?
Why my pappi ain't gotta
Why I graduate?
Why through high school I didn't a date?
Why I had to
Why Im wearing me downs?
Why im in and out of
Why I let my family
Why my died?
Wish it would've me
He ain't rob, he ain't hustle, should've me
Preacher man, could you for me, faithfully?
God comes lay him his herbs, tell him wait for me

It's
Livin' off a thug, money ain't swell
believe me, go and ask my boys in jail
When we cryin' an eye for the cops
Cause no sunshine for boys or blocks, my nigga

Cause it's
we gotta go through, and only time will tell
When the pain is over, I'm on my knees
Lord watchin' over
I'm for a better way
And that's all I say

He just keep layin' his hands on my momma
Family ties, this is the drama begins
Tellin' my on the floor, bitch this and bitch that
Locked in my prayin' to God, Please let me get
He's like he's outta control
So he had to of smokin' the herb to croke
Through the wall, she was gaggin' and
11 Years old, and I don't need to be seein' this
But in my tape deck, 8ball talkin' about a bitch
It got me confused, but damn, you of popped her that hard
And when them come through, her stupid ass be droppin' the charge
her ass like a man, right and left with his fists
And when he blows to the dome, now she sliced her
I'm hyped and I'm pissed, so I wipe the blood her limb
It's be all right, I was with in her bleedin' guilt
She passed out, eyes rolled back, I'm tryin' not to
Stepdaddy walked in, saw my momma, he went in a frantic
Blood leakin', it stop, him and the rush of the fever
She died, of loss of blood
I knew my momma leave me
She don't deserve to live in pain, she just to be happy
like a pussy, I didn't help her cuz he ain't even my daddy
She's back at home, and puttin' his on her again
Livin' in the turn of fire, where drama end
hell
Nobody knows, than Lord, my hope
knows, than Lord, my soul's hope

It's
Livin' off a thug, things ain't swell
Don't me, go and ask my boys in jail
When we keep an eye for the cops
ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks, my nigga

Cause it's
What we gotta go through, and only will tell
When the pain is over, I'm on my knees
Lord watchin' over
I'm for a better way
I all I gotta say

hell
Livin' off a thug, money ain't swell
Don't me, go and ask my boys in jail
When we cryin' keep an eye for the
Cause ain't no for boys or blocks, my nigga

it's hell
What we gotta go through, and only will tell
When the pain is over, I'm down on my
Lord watchin' over
I'm lookin' for a way
I that's all I say