Luyện nghe bài hát My Diary

Now we try corners, old try and warn us
The cops try and swarm us, hot like saunas
Well, fuck it I'ma risk it, got a bunt nigga it
I'ma get drunk with my biscuit, 5 cup
Take a sip kid, product of the P-jects

My teachers always told me that I'd be a reject
I came up by my lonely now I'm a of that D set
Two twelvin' my homie, he caught a homey of that D-wreck
He said it had him zonin' left the in buldin' three steps

The now on fire where you see the detects
His high is coming down cause now he's smokin' bogeys
And now he findin' out that fuckin' murder was his
And this the shit that happens all too often up in

No shit you smell a rat you off him what's the problem?
In this business sellin' crack we that raw shit up to hard shit
And tell my fellas that and to my coffin mobbin'
To my coffin, steady

Take a into my eyes
And you'll see all the the ghetto brings
Take a journey my soul
And let's roll the streets of reality

tell me slow down I'm livin' life fast
See don't all wanna ride with me
I know it ain't right but this is my
It's just a piece of my diary,

Now, we ran reckless, no ups to guide us
So it's the man you expect, I've grown up to violence
I had my eye up on the pushers, the that stay fly
Fiends got high off the suga, you know ain't right

sweet cane, some got buried to the street game
My only worried 'bout the jewelry and the street fame
And what the bitches thought of them, all about the money
shit I cop some Porsche or trucks

Member I was hungry, I was in the Corsica
Hoopty muthafucka, the double four's
My droopy muthafuckas and pardon my grammar
My nana died '95, so I done left my heart wit my

I hid outside and the park wit the hammer
And I'm watchin' for the narcs, they movin' cars antennas
and respect, for all my goons behind bars in the slammas
To my G's on rikers, to all my three time

a look into my eyes
And see all the pain the ghetto brings
a journey through my soul
And let's roll through the streets of

They me slow down I'm livin' life fast
See they don't all wanna with me
I know it ain't right but is my life
It's a piece of my diary, yeah

This is my life we die young 'cause we fast
So let you read my diary, so I'ma let you read my dairy
This is my life we die 'cause we livin' fast
So I'ma let you read my diary, so I'ma let you my dairy

Now let's ride, to where? To Harlem, the side
I show you blocks and murals, dawg where some of the died
Like who, who? Like Porter and them
I heard Po put the order on him, now that's more than a

But he stitched of course, now let's talk Fritz the boss
And he got rich off snort, said 500 bricks was brought
So in hindsight, it's a shorty who get a gist of his thought
But if you grind right wit the snorpy, a could be bought

Now think about po-9, if it caught me, how it get you in
But now the feds, still tailin' me, DA think he nailin' me
I had to turn in the goons come and the bail for me
Still in the Byrd Gang myself, you say Gang is wealth
And all the stores, man the syzzurp on the shelf
I rose the dump you see, now it's Dipset, Byrd Gang the company

Take a into my eyes
And you'll see all the pain the brings
a journey through my soul
And let's through the streets of reality

They tell me slow down I'm life fast
See they don't all wanna ride me
I know it ain't right but this is my
just a piece of my diary, yeah

This is my life we die young we livin' fast
So I'ma let you read my diary, so I'ma let you read my
This is my life we die young 'cause we livin'
So I'ma let you read my diary, so let you read my dairy