Luyện nghe bài hát Miss My Boyz

Ain't in the world more expensive than free
It takes a whole to pay the cost of a G
My little homie done ten, but shit at he alive
And all the he came up with either dead or retired
And some inside, they waiting parole
I pray my hold they head where its dark and cold
You can't win em all, that's what the old say
It's like to sweep leaves on a windy day
Take a look in the mirror cause it's all you
They say it's hard but its fair, man sad but it's true
The first thing I was by adding and subtracting
You movie star niggas need to shol acting
Bumps in the road I just used them for
a piece of mind, I considered them blessings
Ain't had a real thought up in a long time
It's a dark but a nigga still shine

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

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