Luyện nghe bài hát It's H***

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

I'm in the courtroom, stomach full of butterflies
Somebody help me, cause my is in the Judge eyes
got me for a Humbug, and that's some bullshit
I should've listened to them preachers in the
to help me, seemed like I was born by mistake
While the 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 in 92 so crazy, what the fuck 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 silence up my nose, oh
people want 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 ya my nigga

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

Cause it's
What we gotta go through, and time will tell
When the pain is over, I'm on my knees
Lord keep watchin'
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, deny that face
And as a child, I prayed
For a rap record deal, man sometimes, 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 Victorias Secret?
Why I gotta
Why my pappi ain't gotta
Why I graduate?
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 ain't hustle, been me
Preacher man, could you for me, faithfully?
When God comes lay him his herbs, him wait for me

hell
Livin' off a thug, things ain't swell
Don't believe me, go and ask my in jail
When we cryin' keep an eye for the
Cause no sunshine 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 watchin' over
I'm for a better way
And all I gotta say

He just keep layin' his hands on my momma
Family ties, this is where the begins
Tellin' my momma on the floor, bitch and bitch that
Locked in my prayin' to God, Please let me get
He's trippin' like he's control
So he had to of been smokin' the to croke
Through the wall, she was gaggin' and
11 Years old, and I don't need to be this shit
But in my deck, 8ball talkin' about beatin' a bitch
It got me confused, but damn, you shouldn't of popped her hard
And when them come through, her stupid ass be droppin' the charge
Whippin' her ass like a man, 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 blood her limb
It's gonna be all right, I was with in her bleedin'
She passed out, eyes rolled back, I'm 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 wouldn't leave me
She don't deserve to in pain, she just 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 puttin' his hands on her
Livin' in the turn of fire, where drama end
hell
Nobody knows, Lord, my soul's hope
knows, than Lord, my soul's hope

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

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

Cause it's
we gotta 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