Luyện nghe bài hát My Brother

Yo, if y'all mind, I'd like to share a little somethin I wrote.
About the closest nigga to me, ya heard me? my brother, ya
Know. and it ain't gotta be ya brother, it could be ya thug
Brother.

We tend to say things that we don't really
Like I you and I hope you die tomorrow of some deadly disease
I never meant a nigga, I was speakin out of anger
At times, I you as if you was a stranger
We shared poverty, eatin commodity, you never lied to me
Or me for nuthin I tried to be
You was in the house sharpenin your art
And I was in the backyard cartwheels
Runnin with the niggas mama told me leave alone, home
Stealin bikes even though I my rights from wrong
I used to envy you cause you
And I you was a strange way of tellin it
But was irrelevant
You was in the good schools, I to the gutter with the thugs
When a nigga shot dice and all the did drugs
You my nigga, til I'm and gone
And I loved you you was a part of me
And that's why I'm singin this

Chorus: my nigga, my nerve, my one love
(you're my brother)
The one who change on a nigga
(you're my brother, my brother)
we shared the same blood
(there's no other)
That's my nigga, my nerve, my one
(you're the one for me)
The one that change on a nigga
Don't on a nigga
It's my nigga, my nerve, my one
(you're my brother)
The one who wouldn't change on a
(you're my brother, my brother)
Cause we the same blood
(there's no other)
That's my nigga, my nerve, my one
(you're the one for me)
Even though I never told you, at times I
So I you while you alive

Now even though we at life differently
You probably had the better
And when it to hoes I was way ahead of you
I went to school em, used to fool with em in class
In the hallways tryin to get some ass with my hall
You did homework, and I did
You was plottin on how to pass, I was on some riches
It in the report card
You attention to the teacher
I was at the sport cars
In the magazines with my headphones, I was dead wrong
Cuttin class, goin but home
When you got a job, mama and them was proud, I was
You worked late nights, I ran the streets with the
In a rush to be grown, you was still mature
Cause you hang with own, plus my heart was pure
You my nigga, til I'm and gone
And I you like you was a part of me
And why I'm singin this song

2x: let me ya say oh, ooh, oh, ooh, oh
The one for me