Luyện nghe bài hát Miss My Boyz

Ain't nothing in the world more than free
It takes a whole to pay the cost of a G
My little homie done ten, but at least he alive
And all the niggas he came up with dead or retired
And some inside, they waiting parole
I my niggas hold they head where its dark and cold
You can't win em all, what the old folks say
It's trying 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 it's sad but true
The first thing I learned was by and subtracting
You movie star niggas need to shol acting
in the road I just used them for lessons
Getting a piece of mind, I considered them
Ain't had a real thought up in a long time
It's a dark grind but a nigga still

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 lose is another mans gain
Thats why you cant get trapped doing the same
Stop buying and cars just to feel betta
Cuz the like to sin us niggas to foreva
Keep yo game like a bill cosby sweater
Put yo bread up, try to all yo cheddar
U kno I my boys up in da summer time
I think about you everyday nigga I lying.
We used to run like getaway cars
Fast and tryna chase them broads
Seem like that nigga 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 original thats real
Takes more than a song thats how I
So this is for my niggas thats behind da steel