Luyện nghe bài hát It's H***

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

I'm sittin' in the courtroom, stomach full of
Somebody help me, my life is in the Judge eyes
got me for a Humbug, and that's some bullshit
I should've listened to preachers in the pulpit
Stressin' to help me, 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
Fuck the World, we
My mamma died in 92 so crazy, 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 blows
The pain be killin', got the silence up my nose, oh
These people to hurt me, my momma dead so fuck 'em
A small timer on the rise, so I feel
To my niggas in the county, I do a bit with ya
Boy, in the streets I don't care with ya my

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

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

Now I was born broke, but be damned if I'm a die that way
Love my momma, can't deny face
And as a child, everynight I
For a rap record deal, man sometimes, I'd say
Lord save me, take me, away from
20 To 9, and I've been yay' for years
But why we had a house, and couldn't 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 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 uncle
Wish it been me
He ain't rob, he ain't hustle, should've me
Preacher man, could you for me, faithfully?
When God comes lay him his herbs, him wait for me

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
ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks, my nigga

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

He just keep layin' his on my momma again
ties, this is where the drama begins
Tellin' my on the floor, bitch this and bitch that
Locked in my prayin' to God, let me get back
He's trippin' like he's control
So he had to of smokin' the herb to croke
Through the wall, she was and chokin'
11 Years old, and I don't need to be seein' 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 folks come through, her stupid ass be the charge
Whippin' her ass like a man, right and left his fists
And when he blows to the dome, now she sliced her
I'm and I'm pissed, so I wipe the blood holdin' her limb
It's gonna be all right, I was with in her bleedin'
She out, eyes rolled back, I'm tryin' not to panic
Stepdaddy walked in, saw my momma, then he went in a
Blood leakin', it won't stop, him and the of the fever
She died, of loss of blood
I knew my momma wouldn't me
She don't deserve to in pain, she just wanted to be happy
Feelin' like a pussy, I didn't her cuz he ain't even my daddy
back at home, and puttin' his hands on her again
Livin' in the turn of fire, drama doesn't end
It's
Nobody knows, than Lord, my soul's
Nobody knows, than Lord, my hope

hell
Livin' off a thug, money ain't swell
Don't me, go and ask my boys in jail
we cryin' keep an eye for the cops
Cause ain't no sunshine for 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 lookin' for a way
I that's all I say

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 time 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