Luyện nghe bài hát It's H***

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Hold ya up
hell in the streets boy
Hold your young nigga, cause it's hell

I'm sittin' in the courtroom, stomach of butterflies
Somebody help me, cause my is in the Judge eyes
They got me for a Humbug, and some bullshit
I listened to them preachers in the pulpit
Stressin' to help me, like I was born by mistake
While the dominate, got me victim to the Legislate'
I'm playin' for kicks, hustle and rob reefer, it my mind
Fuck the World, we
My mamma in 92 so crazy, what the fuck to do?
Daddy smokin' hard, and I one day it currupt him to chillin'
I'm at the celin', can't take too many blows
The pain be killin', got the up through my nose, oh
These people want to me, my momma dead so fuck 'em
A small timer on the rise, so nothin' I
To my niggas in the county, I might do a bit ya
Boy, in the I don't care with ya my nigga

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

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

Now I was born broke, but be damned if I'm a die that way
my momma, can't deny that face
And as a child, everynight I
For a rap deal, man sometimes, twice I'd say
Lord save me, me, away from 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 gotta
Why my pappi ain't gotta
Why I ain't
Why through high school I didn't a date?
Why I had to
Why Im hand me downs?
Why im in and out of
Why I let my down?
Why my uncle
Wish it would've me
He ain't rob, he hustle, should've been me
Preacher man, you pray for me, faithfully?
God comes lay him his herbs, tell him wait for me

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

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

He just keep his hands on my momma again
Family ties, this is where the begins
my momma on the floor, bitch this and bitch that
Locked in my prayin' to God, Please let me get
He's trippin' like outta control
So he had to of smokin' the herb to croke
the wall, she was gaggin' and chokin'
11 Years old, and I don't need to be this shit
But in my tape deck, talkin' about beatin' a bitch
It got me confused, but damn, you shouldn't of her that hard
And when them folks come through, her stupid ass be droppin' the
Whippin' her ass a man, right and left with his fists
And when he to the dome, now she sliced her wrists
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 won't stop, him and the rush of the
She died, of loss of blood
I knew my wouldn't leave me
She don't deserve to live in pain, she wanted to be happy
like a pussy, I didn't help her cuz he ain't even my daddy
She's back at home, and his hands on her again
Livin' in the turn of fire, where doesn't end
hell
Nobody knows, than Lord, my soul's
Nobody knows, Lord, my soul's hope

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

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

It's
Livin' off a thug, things 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 sunshine for or blocks, my nigga

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