Luyện nghe bài hát Motherless Child

(Sometimes I like a motherless child)
(Yo yo forties, let's get it on fella, no doubt)
The wiley Wu Tang comes back, Man strikes back
(Lou Diamonds, Starks)
Raid whole empire no doubt

Rich man, poor man, the headlines
Niggas getting murdered for spot and bigger
Jobs and drug living by gun law
Jailcats come home and to take yours

As the young one, up broke me and my people
As the self, huh, I we all in the same boat
it, plus drinkin' that ninety proof
Playin' on the roof sayin' we need a man to shoot

(Sometimes I feel, a motherless child)

Yo, I know a kid, who got hit for three bricks
Showin' off his eight fifty plus, what a nice
Young blood guzzlin' fourties in a rain
Old Earth, shootin' dope in her

He never had it all, the kid loved
Had a favorite song, "I Miss You" by Aaron Hall
Now to the original, neighborhood, criminals
Clocking dollars, by the hour like his

Styrofoam silencers, he rolled with the
Wildest niggaz peeling caps as the Islanders
From Staten, where clips be clappin'
in his principal spreads, threads made of satin'

Labeled as the cow he had crazy
Seen him at the flicks, he out on Duke, Hez and Latief
But he up, he shoulda kept it real and went for kill
'Cause if he don't, these niggaz black barrels will

But, shit never down, one day downtown
He an ounce off
Money had slept a nightgown
He rolled up in the Square, relax like he lived in there
Two was beamin' him, them niggaz from the movie theatre

One had all guess on, lookin' like he had a on
The other felly tucked with a firearm
slow, baseball hats, crazy down low
Word life God, this bull kag gotta go

Oh shit, Bookhead, just a five, G headed King Tudpea
About the size of Little
We got to get up baby, no cousin, to ten
I'm runnin' in, my first
Is to return 'em the is now warfare and pull Delf

Remember me, the nigga the UA and you pulled out
Don't move don't flinch
Fix 'em up, drop the head, don't want to get in the tux
He burped, I shot him, bitch screamed out I'm him

Had to hit him ten times make sure I got him
the owner lay on the floor, shake the comedy
Randy came out wacked out a half a shotty
I laughed, grab the King Tud and the cash

he shot my man in the ass
And mega glass
Damn, had to go out a blast
I shot my way up out of the fast

(Sometimes I feel, like a child)
Oh shit, the fuck?
This shit is
(Sometimes I feel, like a child)
No this is how we dope
(Sometimes I feel, a motherless child)
(Sometimes I feel, like a child)