Luyện nghe bài hát It's H***

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Hold ya up
It's 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 life is in the Judge
got me for a Humbug, and that's some bullshit
I should've listened to them preachers in the
Stressin' to help me, seemed like I was by mistake
While the dominate, got me victim to the Legislate'
I'm playin' for kicks, hustle and rob reefer, it medicated my
Fuck the World, we
My mamma died in 92 so crazy, what the to do?
Daddy hard, and I know one day it currupt him to chillin'
I'm starin' at the celin', can't take too many
The pain be killin', got the up through my nose, oh
These people to hurt me, my momma dead so fuck 'em
A small on the rise, so nothin' I feel
To my in the county, I might do a bit with ya
Boy, in the streets I don't care with ya my

it's hell
Livin' off a thug, money things ain't
Don't believe me, go and ask my boys in
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 time tell
When the is over, I'm down on my knees
keep watchin' over
I'm lookin' for a way
And I all I gotta say

Now I was born broke, but I'll be damned if I'm a die way
my momma, can't deny that face
And as a child, I prayed
For a rap deal, man sometimes, twice 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 keep it?
Why we
Why we get more slips than Victorias Secret?
Why I gotta
Why my ain't gotta job?
Why I graduate?
Why through high school I didn't have a
Why I had to
Why Im hand me downs?
Why im in and out of
Why I let my down?
Why my died?
it would've been me
He ain't rob, he hustle, should've been me
Preacher man, you pray for me, faithfully?
When God comes lay him his herbs, him wait for me

It's
Livin' off a thug, money ain't swell
Don't 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 is over, I'm down on my knees
Lord keep watchin'
I'm lookin' for a way
And that's all I say

He just keep layin' his hands on my momma
ties, this is where the drama begins
Tellin' my momma on the floor, bitch this and bitch
Locked in my to God, Please let me get back
He's like he's 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 to be seein' this shit
But in my deck, 8ball 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 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 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 not to panic
Stepdaddy walked in, saw my momma, then he went in a
Blood leakin', it stop, him and the rush of the fever
She died, of loss 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 her cuz he ain't even my daddy
She's back at home, and his hands on her again
in the turn of fire, where drama doesn't end
It's
Nobody knows, than Lord, my soul's
Nobody knows, than Lord, my soul's

hell
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 no sunshine for boys or blocks, my nigga

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

It's
off a thug, money 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

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