Luyện nghe bài hát Ninety Three A.K.A. 93'

If i a story, wud you listen

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Day one, a young girl
She a teen in the world of the dead
Mother and father addicted to the holy
That her real mother, that ain't her real father

This time brendas got a baby and she of it
Straight threw her in an overcrowded oven
Another one gone, so im whine
She can't her own life, so im livin mine

or dime, life is a crime
Life is a poem, life is a
All of us lust, all of us cry
Love and trust, its hard to

Heres a kid up in the world winds
Drugs, and had em at ten
At 22 he pulled a 22 on his
He around full loaded let the devil win

Ninety three, the i was born G
Years still livin like its ninety
Ninety three, the i was born G
Years later still livin its ninety

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They gave em nine to three, i three to nine
Was stackin up racks, now hes doin time
He'd rather see his then to walk in a line
Extortion,puffin purp just crime

Collect call to his momma, silly drama
She movin out to live wit her
Twenty five to life, for livin in
son devilish ways, burried in shame

He couldn't maintain the game and do the right thang
Ended up gettin ambushed by his homie
Cocaine, no sympathy
His daughter lost a friend no of empathy

Its funny cuz he had his girl he was thirteen
Lil livin the life of billie jean
He got three kids, but one his
Thats all he ever knew, his never cared to give

Ninety three, the year i was G
Years later still livin like its
Ninety three, the year i was G
Years later still livin like its

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His daughter grew up claimin bein a banger
side no lie i can feel her anger
Bratt ta tat, got it on her back
banks, takin bank now her pockets fat

Took change the wrong person, hit on her life
She'd rather be a mom or a house wife
She quit wrong, now she doin right
Then everything true christ in her life

She doing good got a degree and a doctor
No prostitution the couldn't get any softer
She got a now the womans makin six figures
Baby didn't get his way, go figure

violence she ran dude shoulda stopped
She took her keys peelt drove around the block
Stopped at a red light with the doors
She went to her old hood up gettin shot

Ninety three, the year i was G
Years still livin like its ninety
three, the year i was born G
Years later still livin like its

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Her little girl no she refused offers
Her mommy gone she cry she just watched her
Her daughter, became a not a doctor
The only is,she chose to live proper