Luyện nghe bài hát Light Em Up

You was to make it
You was supposed to it
You was supposed to it

Tell me why it is now that we live for the moment
Erybody going deeper to the
Point of no return, following the evil, from the Lord
Hatred in the
? a nigga use to play and trade toys with a nigga
Now you gotta go to war a nigga
Just you got more than a nigga
Kamikaze you, they rather die then see you live fly
Crabs in a barrel, in ghetto
Man, we lucky that we make it out
See so much potential, lost some reputation, you would eventually we will get it
They say you got it, they don't even it
It just hurt so much for to see you with it
What I 'bout Satan, he patiently wait
To rob and and kill off greatness in the making
What we put never let 'em take it
Goddamn you were 'pose to make it

You was supposed to it
You was supposed to it
You was to make it
You was to make it
up, lighters up
Lighters up, up
Lighters up, up
up, lighters up
You was to make it
You was supposed to it
Lighters up, up
Get your lighters up, up

You know I met you, sitting in the car
Buck head in the mall, you was something
He was just a nigga,
he never got excited,
It was to overwhelm a fat nigga with a eye patch, swingin' hard
Reppin' role Alabama
You can tell he was kickin' too much flavour on a country nigga 'em wanna kill him
to see him smiling shawty, he be chillin'
Nigga wish him dead, he even feel it
At your video, I could the ?
We was at the club, nigga couldn't get it in, they was outside
Start to at you, and as you should you looked like "fuck I 'posed to do?"
Asked you 'bout it then, said "ay you cool?"
You said "I ain't worry the lil dude"
Get feelings hurt, got a attitude,
They'll come around in a or two
Made you Gang, let you in the family
"I get you rich" you said "you want a Grammy"
Showed you how to mix the
Candy, doin' 160 me, he ain't panic
me yesterday, I say "lil bro what's happening?
Working Pharell, chillin' in Miami"
All you said was "run it, book the I'm coming
'Fore I leave though, I gotta something"
I just said "ok" I hung up the
Couple later, damn my nigga gone

You was suppose to it
You was to make it
You was suppose to it
You was to make it

Devil's business, my brother
Supposed to be a living
Hating nigga you home
But when we see that guy, we gon' him like the sky
On the 4th of
And him up

Lighters up, up
up, lighters up
Lighters up, up
up, lighters up
You was to make it
You was supposed to it
Lighters up, up
Get your up, lighters up