Luyện nghe bài hát My Diary

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 ones that fly
Fiends got high off the suga, you know that right

That sweet cane, some got to the street game
My niggaz only worried 'bout the jewelry and the street
And what the bitches of them, it's all about the money
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 pardon my
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' with antennas
Thug and respect, for all my behind bars in the slammas
To my G's on rikers, to all my three lifers

a look into my eyes
And see all the pain the ghetto 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 all wanna ride with me
I know it right but this is my life
just a piece of my diary, yeah

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

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

But he stitched of course, now talk about Fritz the boss
And he got rich off snort, they said 500 bricks was
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 about po-9, if it me, how it get you in court
But now the feds, they still tailin' me, DA he nailin' me
I had to in the goons come and post the bail for me
Still in the Byrd Gang myself, you say Gang is wealth
And all the liquor stores, man the syzzurp on the
I rose from the dump you see, now it's Dipset, Byrd the company

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

They me slow down I'm livin' life fast
See they all wanna ride with me
I it ain't right but this is my life
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 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