Luyện nghe bài hát Mind Frame

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

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

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

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

Reminiscing 'bout my 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 niggas in the chain
His first offense, judge gave him all time man
He in there buckin' and fuckin' up his mind-frame
His bitch real bad and treatin' him bad like she don't the man
I run shooters and it's murder on they mind-frame, hey