Luyện nghe bài hát My Brother

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

We tend to say things we don't really mean
Like I hate you and I you die tomorrow of some deadly disease
I never meant a word nigga, I was speakin out of
At times, I treated you as if you was a
We both shared poverty, eatin commodity, you lied to me
Or me for nuthin I tried to be
You was in the sharpenin your art skills
And I was in the doin cartwheels
Runnin with the niggas mama told me leave alone, come
Stealin bikes even though I my rights from wrong
I to envy you cause you intelligent
And I hate you was a strange way of it
But was irrelevant
You was in the good schools, I went to the with the thugs
a nigga shot dice and all the teachers did drugs
You my nigga, til I'm and gone
And I you like you was a part of me
And that's why I'm singin this

it's my nigga, my nerve, my one love
(you're my brother)
The one who wouldn't change on a
(you're my brother, my brother)
Cause we shared the blood
(there's no other)
That's my nigga, my nerve, my one
(you're the one for me)
The one that wouldn't change on a
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 shared the same
(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 had the better view
And when it to hoes I was way ahead of you
I went to school with em, used to with em in class
In the hallways tryin to get some ass with my pass
You did homework, and I did
You was on how to pass, I was plottin on some riches
It in the report card
You paid to the teacher
I was at the sport cars
In the magazines with my headphones, I was dead wrong
class, goin everywhere but home
When you got a job, mama and was proud, I was jealous
You worked late nights, I ran the streets the fellows
In a to be grown, you was still more mature
Cause you hang with your own, plus my was pure
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

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