Luyện nghe bài hát Juve 'the Great'

Uh, uh, uh I took my break in seventy-five
I tell the story like yesterday when was alive
Didn't do shit with my brothers without 'em mad
Couldn't get along with so I just ran with my Dad

He took me right where the killas be
Across the court Mileton between Clarion and Wilistry
We shot on crates tryna get paid by all means
snatchin' purses by Wall Greens

Seen Titey get hit up in the melt I was young
Paramedics couldn't even find his
That's when I totin' my heat to call a G
My family was deep but goin' in that water with me

Right after Mr. Martin's class and me
to Barret think I was worried 'bout the trulency, please
Got paid for them old timers in work
Like Mr. Frank he sold fruit, watermelons and

Even though the times was
I fear no man but God
You at New Orleans crime rate
up in the place, soulja's beware this is Juve the great

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Mama thought her son was really doin' it
When I was the one out here not doin' it
she found my stash, she couldn't believe all the weed she found
Shit it must've been a a pound

I was thirteen then back when Yoga was it
My was let a lil' nigga get a crack at it
Far from a gangsta but was a lot
Ain't just be the one that the pot

After the turn of the clock I started bankin' on the low the dope
Got slugged up so hoes'll me mo'
Tee's, Reeboks and Girbauds I had a few [Incomprehensible] to
Regular hood the average niggaz go through in life

Wanted to be a lil gorilla, and day killas
[Incomprehensible] and we ball I know flip ya
I stayed away from them cats who communicate well
'Cause them was them niggaz would've had me in jail

Even though the was hard
I didn't no man but God
You at New Orleans crime rate
Right up in the place, soulja's beware this is Juve the

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At fifteen I carried a lot of on my back
Me and my brother infact, I kept my intact
I mad my real power moves as Juv' got one
Headed straight to the Irish nigga who got guns?

Shit my people Bobby and got hit too
And I heard my name was poppin' up in some too
Wasn't no cool cans off googlin' no
It was either cry like a or go sell it and score

My first case wanted my in the worst way
Couldn't tell me shit I was hungry and thirsty
Have a nigga way out his religion ya me
I guess it's to who and never was worthy

Every since I learned about guns and
I made a vow to that I would never go broke
Do what I do to eat
I probably play no sports but I can work these streets

Even though the times was
I fear no man but God
You lookin' at New Orleans rate
Right up in the place, soulja's beware this is Juve the

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Juve, the
Juve, the
This is Juve, the

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