Luyện nghe bài hát Like Some Ho's

D]
Geto
(G.B.)'98
We gonna set this shit straight, belive
Don't you wish sometimes you can be
Free incarceration
Free from paying bills
Free to and go when ya feel
Most of all, free from them

1:
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So many problems that exist in my world
I'm deceased, I want my little baby girl to say
That he was
He loved me with all his
He loved too
Even they sometimes fought
A young in the ghetto
plenty of dreams
Surrounded by the
And of fiends
At 13 mobbin'
14 robbin'
It's hard to have morals and
you're starvin'
Abused, misused, and a bad dresser
Nobody ever told me I was
I put a gang of tears in my mamma's
But she
Before I got a to apologize
It hurts to see my baby feeling the pain
It to see my baby brother still in the game
nothin' change but my finances
I still be
All these motherf**king worries got a nigga
I'm just
Every night, I to Jesus, rescue me
>From the poverty, hate, and diseases
So the lord
He prepared a for me
And when he do
be free, yeah

I wanna be
No more hater
I be free

2:

Now as I walk in my drawers
Outside weed while I scratch my balls
I'm reminsing on my homies who been lock
Or got
trying to feed their family one night
It's not
you watch your mamma suffer
Cause ain't
Her trying they off they ass

gettin' rougher and tougher
By all means nigga get your
Stop storming what they this American dream
And why you looking up for a model
You be model
who we follow
Niggas forgot about the
And single upbringings
We bad on our ass
Nigga f**k
How you gonna tell me to it positive
And growing up I didn't have a pop to
So these mother f**king streets is where I to live
F**k what you 'bout me
I'm sittin'on a G's and smoking weed
I'm

I be free
No more player
I gotta be
I be free
Gettin' tired of
I gotta be

3:
D]
Nobody me but me
It used to me at first
But now my is free
I ask the lord to give me
And bless the
And keep these fake motherf**kers out my life for
on wood
I'm still through all these trials and tribulations
to make it
Shit, a lot of couldn't take it
My girls it
When I go to clubs and out late
She I'm f**king around with hoes
a break
Get off my
Can I be to you
And ride 'round without feelin' tied
girl, I catch enough hell on the streets
When I come
I want some tender and peace
No one can take place, you my ace
I dig your boo
But sometimes I my space
I you laced
Like you won the see
But God I gotta be free

Chorus:(2x)
I be free
No player hater
I be free
I wanna be
Gettin' tired of
I be free