Luyện nghe bài hát Light Em Up (RIP Doe B)

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

Tell me why it is now that we only for the moment
Erybody deeper to the dark
Point of no return, following the evil, running from the
Hatred in the
Poison ? a nigga use to and trade toys with a nigga
Now you gotta go to war a nigga
Just because you got more than a
Motherfucker you, they rather die then see you live fly
Crabs in a barrel, in ghetto
Man, we just 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 even want it
It just so much for them to see you with it
I know 'bout Satan, he patiently wait
To rob and steal and kill off in the making
What we put never let 'em take it
shawty you were 'pose to make it

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

You when I met you, sitting in the car
head in the mall, you was something special
He was a young nigga,
Still he got excited,
It was hard to overwhelm a fat nigga with a eye patch, hard
Reppin' role tide
You can tell he was kickin' too flavour on a country nigga made 'em wanna kill him
Still to see him shawty, he be chillin'
Nigga wish him dead, he ain't feel it
At your video, I could the ?
We was at the club, nigga couldn't get it in, was stuck outside
Start to look at you, and as you should you looked "fuck I 'posed to do?"
Asked you it then, said "ay brah you cool?"
You said "I worry 'bout the lil dude"
Get feelings hurt, got a attitude,
They'll around in a year or two
Made you Hustle Gang, let you in the
Said "I get you rich" you "you want a Grammy"
Showed you how to mix the
Candy, 160 with me, he ain't panic
Called me yesterday, I say "lil bro happening?
Working with Pharell, in Miami"
All you was "run it, book the flight I'm coming
'Fore I leave though, I handle something"
I just said "ok" I up the phone
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

business, my brother gone
Supposed to be a legend
nigga sent 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 supposed to it
You was supposed to it
up, lighters up
Get your up, lighters up