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 mislead
She a teen livin in the world of the
Mother and father addicted to the holy
That ain't her real mother, that her real father

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

Nickel or dime, is a crime
is a poem, life is a bind
All of us lust, all of us cry
Love and trust, its to find

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

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

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

call to his baby momma, silly drama
She movin out to wit her grandmomma
Twenty five to life, for in vane
Little son devilish ways, burried in

He maintain the drug game and do the right thang
Ended up gettin ambushed by his kain
Cocaine, no sympathy
His daughter a friend no sign of empathy

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

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

3]
His daughter up claimin bein a gang banger
side no lie i can feel her anger
Bratt ta tat, got it tatted on her
banks, takin bank now her pockets fat

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

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

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

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

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Her girl no emotion she refused offers
Her mommy she couldn't cry she just watched her
Her daughter, a lawyer not a doctor
The only is,she chose to live proper