Luyện nghe bài hát Miss My Boyz

Ain't nothing in the more expensive than free
It takes a lifetime to pay the cost of a G
My little homie ten, but shit at least he alive
And all the niggas he came up with dead or retired
And some inside, they still parole
I pray my niggas hold head where its dark and cold
You can't win em all, that's what the old say
It's like trying to leaves on a windy day
a look in the mirror cause it's all bout you
They say it's but its fair, man it's sad but it's true
The first thing I was by adding and subtracting
You star niggas need to shol quit acting
in the road I just used them for lessons
Getting a piece of mind, I considered them
Ain't had a clear thought up in a long time
a dark grind but a nigga still shine

I got a few homies and I miss my boys
We had a lot of good summers and I miss them
Is there for a G, can a hustler make parole.
This fo niggas in the streets steady loosing soul (Repeat1x)

One lose is another mans gain
Thats why you cant get trapped doing the thing
Stop buying and cars just to feel betta
Cuz the jewelry like to sin us to foreva
Keep yo game tight like a cosby sweater
Put yo bread up, try to save all yo
U kno I my boys up in da summer time
I think you everyday nigga I aint lying.
We to run like them getaway cars
Fast and hard tryna chase broads
Seem that nigga reggie aint gone neva make parole
And I seen my uncle since I was 12 yrs old
Screw died, Pat murderd got killed
Im the last one left thats real
Takes than a song thats how I feel
So this is for my niggas trapped behind da steel