Luyện nghe bài hát Juve 'the Great'

Uh, uh, uh I took my first in seventy-five
I the story like yesterday when [Incomprehensible] was alive
Didn't do with my brothers without makin' 'em mad
get along with nobody so I just ran with my Dad

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

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

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

Even the times was hard
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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Mama thought her son was doin' it tight
When I was the one out not doin' it right
Until she found my stash, she couldn't all the weed she found
Shit it must've been a half a

I was then back when Yoga was caddillac'n it
My campaign was let a lil' get a crack at it
Far a gangsta but was learnin' a lot
Ain't be the one that earnin' the pot

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

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

though the times was hard
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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At fifteen I carried a lot of weight on my
Me and my brother infact, I kept my intact
I mad my power moves soon as Juv' got one
straight to the Irish counter nigga who got guns?

Shit my Bobby and survival got hit too
And I my name was poppin' up in some shit too
Wasn't no cans off googlin' no more
It was either cry like a bitch or go sell it and

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

Every since I learned guns and coke
I made a vow to myself that I would go broke
Do what I do to eat
I probably can't play no sports but I can work these

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

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