Luyện nghe bài hát Juve 'the Great'

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

He took me right there where the be
the court from Mileton between Clarion and Wilistry
We ball on crates tryna get paid by all means
Started snatchin' by Wall Greens

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

Right after Mr. class [Incomprehensible] and me
Straight to Barret think I was worried 'bout the trulency,
Got paid for them old timers in work
Like Mr. he sold fruit, watermelons and herbs

Even though the times was
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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Mama thought her son was really doin' it
When I was the one out here not doin' it
Until she 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 was caddillac'n it
My campaign was let a lil' nigga get a at it
Far from a gangsta but was a lot
Ain't be the one that earnin' the pot

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

Wanted to be a lil gorilla, and more day
and we ball I know they'll flip ya
I stayed away from cats who didn't communicate well
them was them niggaz that would've had me in jail

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

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is Juve, the great

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Juve, the
Juve, the
is Juve, the great

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

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

My case wanted my respect in the worst way
Couldn't me shit when 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 a vow to myself that I would never go broke
Do I gotta do to eat
I probably can't play no sports but I can these streets

though the times was hard
I didn't 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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Juve, the
This is Juve, the

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