Luyện nghe bài hát Just Like Me

How cool is banging?
It's love when you and your hanging huh?
Your uncles had did it so it's a reaction
Relate to your because them two are bastards
Feel that your hood look good in Jordans
Striking your name on the wall to feel
Banging on niggaz hoping push a line
Say the wrong street it's go time

But ignorance is bliss because them fists are soon gon' turn into a
If the index finger pull it coming for the footage
Channel 9, Channel 11, Nines, Mack 11
Another for the reverend
Another takin action
In a matter of a second nothing matters you reppin for your turf
Hold it down, have heart - Put in
That's the moral of the story when you're worried and you're
And your mental get it
It's a sickness when you your own kind

Different names sides
But I see it in your eyes
That (just like me) and I'm (just like you)
Your (just like me) n I'm (I'm just you)
up to you to decide
How your change your life
(just like me) n I'm (just like you)
Your (just like me) n I'm (just you)

How cool is selling
It's love when you and yours is making bucks
Your was hustlin' so it's a chain reaction
Risking somebody's house to get it cracking
Now see you as a D-Boy
You bright now
It was to be a decoy
Serving them junkies to get quick cash
To give to mama because she doing bad

Now bitches on yo dick and niggaz got their hands out you holding something
If you look out for nothin
Knock, knock, the feds are coming
You ain't really thinking
Cause your mind is on the
Jealous niggaz politicking on the plot to you bloody.

But your blinded you shinning fiend want another hit
So you serve him 30
He O.D. off the
That's the moral of the when you're greedy and you're wicked
But mind will never get it
It's a sickness when you kill own kind

You ever throw your away?
On this gang banging shit went off brothers face
Or perhaps living in the lane
Selling poisoning peoples brains
It's just a but don't stress it man
Just somebody's mama out there sufferin'
Because she lost her baby to a stray
Feel victim from all this gang

Mmm mmm

Man these out here walling
All the hooping and the
Man, you rather sell pot instead trying hit college
Where is all these father he either dead or locked in violents
Yet your mom never promised my nigga I'm being
wake up fast
Last of a dying
All I do is press facts,
Look, the of the story
hearts will never feel it
Plus their minded is really
It's a sickness you kill your own kind