Luyện nghe bài hát My My My

And they shootin', I be on top
(It's up here)
We coopin', we be inta trouble
Some hard type shit that a quarter mill a pop
It makes me laugh, ha, life is so

How I get the cash, I become so iconable
Cop the fast cars come with the trip tonic panel
I the life that's filled with the jealousy
Doomed from the start, it's like we born with a

Where's the longevity, we in the
Where best friends become
And foul niggas got the
You watch what you wish for
I hope to God it's on a
When I'm tryin' to say a

And I'm callin', hope You Lord
See just my position Lord
Gotta me smokin' on blunt while I'm lookin' at the sky
Make it so I know the doves cry

Lord, do You hear me
I'm lookin' at the sky?
I You can hear what I'm saying
It's my, my, my

I'm not complaining
But it makes me cry
I know You can see I'm saying
It's my, my, my, it's like my, my, my

'Cause God ain't cryin' when the sky starts to
That you and God in heaven poppin' champagne
And of the shams, remember in Miami
You got bent pussy, it was first trip with me

We was goin' too many bottles up in free-vay
You was goin' crazy with my Haitian man
Pass that on the twins, I had fer like 3 days
And I can't forget you

We had dead body tap, we was deeper aye
And now I'm just wishin' I could see a face
And they bang, bang, did you get it with 'em yet?
And it's a damn because niggas still upset

Like chita chala, God musta needed
I about the street dream, saw how we were born
But now all I got is the memories of two great
That are friends of me

Lord do You hear me
When I'm at the sky?
I hope You can what I'm saying
It's my, my, my

I'm not really
But it makes me cry
I know You can see what I'm
It's like my, my, my, it's my, my, my

To tell you the truth, I ain't doin' the best
I'm tryin' to keep a positive mind movin' the stress
I'm tryin' to stay afloat, they say I'm doin' the
I'm doin' way too much, I'm death to close

I'm think the thought of goin' back to court
For the little games I really should avoid
But it's the calculator risk on how we make the
Realizin' if I slip, it's a pit

If you'd a my shoes, would you walk a mile?
Let the media tear you and turn around and smile
I God that I'm alive to see a black president
We screamin' 'Yes, we can' but that change the deficit
ain't really even the best of it
You catch me in the streets, I surely tell you the rest of it

Lord do You hear me
When I'm lookin' at the
I hope You can what I'm saying
like my, my, my

I'm not really
But it makes me cry
I You can see what I'm saying
It's like my, my, my, like my, my, my