Luyện nghe bài hát Just Like Me

How is gang banging?
It's when you and your homies hanging huh?
Your uncles had did it so it's a reaction
Relate to your homies them two are bastards
that your hood colour look good in Jordans
Striking your name on the wall to important
on niggaz hoping they push a line
Say the wrong corner it's go time

But ignorance is bliss because fists are soon gon' turn into a bullet
If the index finger pull it cameras coming for the
Channel 9, Channel 11, Aiming Nines, 11
baby 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 and you're wicked
And your mental get it
It's a sickness when you your own kind

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

How cool is drugs?
It's love when you and yours is bucks huh?
Your uncles was so it's a chain reaction
somebody's house just to get it cracking
Now everybody see you as a
You shinning now
It was to be a decoy
them junkies to get some quick cash
To give to your mama because she bad

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

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

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

Mmm mmm

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