Luyện nghe bài hát My My My

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

How I would get the cash, I so iconable
Cop the fast cars that come with the trip tonic
I live the life that's with the jealousy
Doomed the start, it's like we born with a felony

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

And I'm callin', You listen Lord
See it's just my position
Gotta me smokin' on this blunt I'm lookin' at the sky
it rain so I know the doves cry

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

I'm not complaining
But it me wanna 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' the sky starts to rain
That must you and God in heaven poppin'
And speakin' of the shams, remember in
You got bent pussy, it was first trip with me

We was goin' hard too many bottles up in
You was goin' with my Haitian man t-sway
Pass that on the twins, I had teesh fer 3 days
And I forget you b-day

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

Like chita chala, God musta y'all
I think about the dream, saw how we were born
But now all I got is the of two great soldiers
are dear friends of me

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

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

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

I'm think 'bout the of goin' back to court
For the petty little games I really should
But it's the calculator on how we make the chip
if I slip, it's a bottomless pit

If you'd a filled my shoes, you walk a mile?
Let the media tear you down and around and smile
I thank God that I'm alive to see a black
We screamin' 'Yes, we can' but won't 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 me praying
When I'm lookin' at the
I hope You can what I'm saying
like my, my, my

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