Luyện nghe bài hát It's H***

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

I'm sittin' in the courtroom, full of butterflies
help me, cause my life is in the Judge eyes
They got me for a Humbug, and that's some
I should've listened to preachers in the pulpit
Stressin' to me, seemed like I was born by mistake
While the races dominate, got me victim to the
I'm for kicks, hustle and rob reefer, it medicated 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 starin' at the celin', can't take too 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 I feel
To my niggas in the county, I might do a bit ya
Boy, in the streets I don't care ya my nigga

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

it's hell
What we gotta go through, and time will tell
When the pain is over, I'm down on my
Lord keep over
I'm for a better way
And I all I gotta 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, I prayed
For a rap record deal, man sometimes, I'd say
save me, take me, away from here
20 To 9, and I've been sellin' for years
But why we had a house, and couldn't it?
Why we
Why we get more pink slips than Secret?
Why I gotta
Why my ain't gotta job?
Why I ain't
Why through school I didn't have a date?
Why I had to
Why Im wearing me downs?
Why im in and out of
Why I let my down?
Why my died?
Wish it been me
He rob, he ain't hustle, should've been me
man, could you pray for me, faithfully?
When God comes lay him his herbs, tell him for me

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

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

He just keep layin' his on my momma again
Family ties, this is the drama begins
my momma on the floor, bitch this and bitch that
Locked in my to God, Please let me get back
He's trippin' like outta control
So he had to of been smokin' the herb to
the wall, she was gaggin' and chokin'
11 Years old, and I don't need to be seein' shit
But in my tape deck, 8ball talkin' about a bitch
It got me confused, but damn, you shouldn't of her that hard
And when them folks through, her stupid ass be droppin' the charge
Whippin' her ass like a man, right and left with his
And when he blows to the dome, now she her wrists
I'm hyped and I'm pissed, so I the blood holdin' her limb
It's gonna be all right, I was with in her guilt
She passed out, eyes rolled back, I'm not to panic
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 loss of
I knew my wouldn't leave me
She don't deserve to live in pain, she just to be happy
Feelin' like a pussy, I didn't her cuz he ain't even my daddy
She's back at home, and his hands on her again
Livin' in the of fire, where drama doesn't end
It's
Nobody knows, than Lord, my hope
Nobody knows, than Lord, my hope

hell
Livin' off a thug, money things ain't
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 it's
What we go through, and only time will tell
When the is over, I'm down on my knees
Lord watchin' over
I'm for a better way
I that's all I say

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 no sunshine for boys or blocks, my nigga

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