Luyện nghe bài hát Mind Frame

Reminiscing my niggas that done died man
Goin' through and it's fuckin' up my mind-frame
Thinkin' back when we was but we still maintained
Accepting calls from my in the chain gang
His first offense, judge gave him all time man
He in there buckin' and fuckin' up his mind-frame
His bitch real bad and him bad like she don't know the man
I run with and it's murder on they mind-frame, hey

Thinkin' 'bout you as I'm scrolling through my log
Your number still in my contact but I can't y'all
my niggas to the streets and it wasn't even worth it
Tray-Tray, Lil Mafia, Lil Corey, and J Money, hurt me, hey
Free Big Larry and every nigga that fed man
Wouldn't wish that time on nobody, fuck what they man
Wouldn't ever beef, I bossed up and did my own thing
I saw my vision, I it, made my own lane, hey
Shawty one of my niggas in my circle
I wanted to spazz, I to crash, I wanted to hurt her
I had to learn hoes gon' be hoes, nobody
Cut from a real nigga cloth, I'm shit allergic
They say my nigga my nigga so my mind-frame fucked up
I put my trust in no one but this Glock on me with one up
I was posted with them packs on me all until the sun up
Don't fall for nothin', always up, that's how I'm gon' raise my sons up hey

Reminiscing 'bout my that done died man
Goin' through and it's fuckin' up my mind-frame
Thinkin' back when we was broke but we still
Accepting calls from my in the chain gang
His offense, judge gave him all that time man
He in there and it's fuckin' up his mind-frame
His bitch bad and treatin' him bad like she don't know the man
I run with and it's murder on they mind-frame, hey

Niggas out here threats so it's murder on my dome
They gon' pull up and just hop out, we don't send no shots on
My son mama say I'm wrong, she got that lil mind-frame
She ain't built for this lifestyle, she cannot take what with fame
I just sent my a pack to penitentiary, now he straight
'Cause my lil homie lawyer in full, know he beat the case
Took my nigga out the hood, him the world got more to offer
In Miami with the Dolphins, BGE 'til we in
Mind-frame on I don't
Glock nineteen, I'm so
You can and you can stare
It's blood on me, you a hair
Niggas crossed me, said me
Showed me really it was
Now callin', tryna talk
But I can't that love, nah

Reminiscing 'bout my niggas done died man
Goin' through and it's fuckin' up my mind-frame
Thinkin' back when we was broke but we still
Accepting calls from my niggas in the chain
His first offense, judge gave him all time man
He in there and it's fuckin' up his mind-frame
His bitch real bad and him bad like she don't know the man
I run with shooters and murder on they mind-frame, hey