Luyện nghe bài hát It's H***

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

I'm sittin' in the courtroom, full of butterflies
Somebody me, cause my life is in the Judge eyes
They got me for a Humbug, and that's bullshit
I listened to them preachers in the pulpit
Stressin' to me, seemed like I was born by mistake
While the races dominate, got me to the Legislate'
I'm playin' for kicks, hustle and rob reefer, it my mind
the World, we cried
My mamma died in 92 so crazy, the fuck to do?
Daddy smokin' hard, and I know one day it currupt him to
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 hurt me, my momma dead so 'em
A small timer on the rise, so nothin' I
To my in the county, I might do a bit with ya
Boy, in the I don't care with ya my nigga

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

it's hell
What we gotta go through, and only will tell
When the pain is over, I'm down on my
keep watchin' over
I'm lookin' for a way
And I all I gotta 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, I prayed
For a rap record deal, man sometimes, I'd say
Lord save me, take me, away from
20 To 9, and I've been sellin' yay' for
But why we had a house, and couldn't it?
Why we
Why we get pink slips than Victorias Secret?
Why I rob?
Why my pappi ain't job?
Why I ain't
Why through high school I didn't a date?
Why I had to
Why Im wearing hand me
Why im in and out of
Why I let my family
Why my uncle
it would've been me
He ain't rob, he hustle, should've been me
Preacher man, could you for me, faithfully?
When God lay him his herbs, tell him wait for me

It's
Livin' off a thug, money things ain't
believe 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 hell
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
And that's all I say

He just keep layin' his hands on my again
ties, this is where the drama begins
Tellin' my momma on the floor, 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 been smokin' the herb to
Through the wall, she was and chokin'
11 Years old, and I don't need to be this shit
But in my tape deck, 8ball about beatin' a bitch
It got me confused, but damn, you shouldn't of her that hard
And when them come through, her stupid ass be droppin' the charge
Whippin' her ass like a man, right and left his fists
And when he to the dome, now she sliced her wrists
I'm and I'm pissed, so I wipe the blood holdin' her limb
It's gonna be all right, I was in her bleedin' guilt
She passed out, eyes rolled back, I'm tryin' not to
walked in, saw my momma, then he went in a frantic
Blood leakin', it won't stop, him and the rush of the
She almost died, of of blood
I my momma wouldn't leave me
She don't deserve to live in pain, she just wanted to be
Feelin' like a pussy, I didn't help her cuz he ain't even my
She's back at home, and puttin' his hands on her
Livin' in the turn of fire, where drama end
hell
Nobody knows, Lord, my soul's hope
Nobody knows, than Lord, my soul's

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

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

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

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