Luyện nghe bài hát My Diary

Now we try corners, old folks try and us
The try and swarm us, blocks hot like saunas
Well, fuck it I'ma risk it, got a nigga twist it
I'ma get drunk my biscuit, 5 cent cup
Take a sip kid, I'ma 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 product of D set
Two twelvin' with my homie, he caught a homey of D-wreck
He said it had him zonin' left the body in buldin' three

The now on fire where you see the detects
His is coming down cause now he's nervous 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 sellin' crack we cook that raw shit up to hard shit
And tell my fellas that and to my coffin mobbin'
To my coffin, mobbin'

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

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

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

That sweet cane, got buried to the street game
My niggaz only worried 'bout the jewelry and the street
And what the bitches thought of them, it's all about the
Well I cop some Porsche or trucks

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

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

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

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

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

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

But he stitched of course, now talk about Fritz the boss
And he got rich off snort, they 500 bricks was brought
So in hindsight, it's a who couldn't get a gist of his thought
But if you grind right wit the snorpy, a whip be bought

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

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

They tell me slow I'm livin' life fast
See they all wanna ride with 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 'cause we 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 my diary, so I'ma let you read my dairy