Luyện nghe bài hát LB Fam 4 Life

So motherfuckin' man's baby
Yo my team at?
All my that smoke that weed at
Yeah,

And the storm and the rain
We still together, a few changed
Through the and the strife
It's LB Fam for

'86, man we had the streets hummin'
Makin power and still slummin'
For real, they better let us in
LB NYG in of green
Niggas started jackin' the Knicks to the Lakers
Us young niggas on mountain bikes, bouncin' wall
Burn the in the basement of your parents
parties was the best

They taught us niggas how to finesse the fat and the chest
Now we into bags, dreams about Cadillacs and Jags
We ask the S girls, the sags, play cards for the
Hit the for the singles, by the new artist
Yo we never knew who God is, yo we ran the hardest
Tell crew, there's no stoppin them
We from the bottom to the top again
The hot shit, we 'em

And through the and the rain
We still together, a few things
the stress and the strife
It's LB Fam for

Let's it back to '94, lifestyles of the rich we were doin' it
Made it to '97 on singles persuadin'
The got harder, hit you with "Love, Peace an' Happiness"
Now I can finally say my family is the happiness
Even though we lost our brother the storm and rain
it real to my hood, but now my hood is to blame
Still is the struggle, trying to hustle New York
I'm from Queens, Jamaica, any street that I walk

LB Fam, JnJ and Queens son
NY City slum, got me close to my gun
my chest, relievin' all the stress that's left
Told you in the chorus, LB Fam to the death
Why not, J-Drama, now, Mike D now
Year two G you see now
Two to three now, at the key now, D now
And at the top of the charts, is where we be now

And through the storm and the
We together, a few things changed
Through the and the strife
It's LB Fam for

To all my go hearts, livin in and live in the ghetto
From Lindon to Bellow, and rebuildin' in
Hearin this fellow, affelious mellow to echo with gun shots
Plenty of fenny, each year spillin' more and mary
Shout out five in the rock, back to one twenty
Yea the whole city, I got the ghetto in me
Livin' movie script life style I aint winnin', hear me
Aint no way outta hood, but can't shoot like

Block party, park jam and the rain and lights go out
We got the
Go home on the three illa, Mikey 'cuz he illa
Move the bike, kill ya butt, palm is familiar
Now you don't wanna go to South zone eleven
You might see the and feel the eleven
Now you catch the Soprano
Now the the bitch

And the storm and the rain
We still together, a few changed
Through the stress and the
LB Fam for life

And through the and the rain
We still together, a few changed
the stress and the strife
It's LB Fam for