Luyện nghe bài hát It's H***

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

I'm sittin' in the courtroom, stomach full of
Somebody help me, cause my is in the Judge eyes
They got me for a Humbug, and some bullshit
I should've listened to them in the pulpit
Stressin' to help me, seemed like I was born by
the races dominate, got me victim to the Legislate'
I'm playin' for kicks, and rob reefer, it medicated my mind
the World, we cried
My mamma died in 92 so crazy, the fuck to do?
smokin' hard, and I know one day it currupt him to chillin'
I'm starin' at the celin', can't take too blows
The be killin', got the silence up through my nose, oh
These people want to hurt me, my dead so fuck '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 streets I don't with ya my nigga

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

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

Now I was born broke, but I'll be damned if I'm a die way
Love my momma, can't deny that
And as a child, I prayed
For a rap deal, man sometimes, twice I'd say
Lord save me, take me, away here
20 To 9, and been sellin' yay' for years
But why we had a house, and keep it?
Why we
Why we get more pink slips than Secret?
Why I rob?
Why my pappi ain't job?
Why I ain't
Why through high school I didn't have a
Why I had to
Why Im wearing me downs?
Why im in and out of
Why I let my family
Why my uncle
Wish it been me
He rob, he ain't hustle, should've been me
man, could you pray for me, faithfully?
When God 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' keep an eye for the
Cause ain't no sunshine for 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 watchin'
I'm for a better way
And that's all I say

He just keep layin' his hands on my again
Family ties, this is the drama begins
my momma on the floor, bitch this and bitch that
Locked in my prayin' to God, let me get back
trippin' like he's outta control
So he had to of been smokin' the to croke
Through the wall, she was and chokin'
11 Years old, and I don't to be seein' this shit
But in my tape deck, 8ball talkin' about a bitch
It got me confused, but damn, you shouldn't of popped her hard
And them folks 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 holdin' her limb
It's gonna be all right, I was with in her guilt
She out, eyes rolled back, I'm tryin' not to panic
Stepdaddy walked in, saw my momma, he went in a frantic
Blood leakin', it stop, him and the rush of the fever
She almost died, of loss of
I knew my momma wouldn't 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 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, Lord, my soul's hope
Nobody knows, than Lord, my hope

hell
Livin' off a thug, things ain't swell
Don't believe me, go and ask my in jail
When we keep an eye for the cops
Cause 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
keep watchin' over
I'm for a better way
I all I gotta say

hell
Livin' off a thug, things ain't 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 boys or blocks, my

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