Luyện nghe bài hát No More

Yeah, The Kid
lights, street lights

Summertime in 409
Had to clean up the kitchen 409
It was cookin' up work, while my granny at
My big cuz, he ain't me at first

He said the court room or the
I'm like dude, either way you need cash and a nice
The street lights where I found my
Be with four rich men and you bound to be the
go

I lost my daddy at a age
my mama, don't cry for me
If I tomorrow in for yesterday
Oh, how much different my would be

But that's in my dreams, to reality
Tryna get outta these street
So I have to live this street life
No more, no
No more, no more, no

Just gotta to deal with problems
If young and from slum with no father
Got killed when you was little, still got
She try to him go to school but why bother

gettin' paid is the only way to solve 'em
Seems the stars get farther and
Out of my reach, out of these
Will ever make it big?

'Cause I lost my at a early age
Told my mama, cry for me
If I trade in for yesterday
Oh, how different my life would be

But that's in my dreams, back to
Tryna get outta these lights
So I won't have to this street life
No more, no
No more, no more, no

I ashamed to say that I shed a tear
'bout my dad, I wish I had him back
I'd give up everythin' just to have him

After this storm and rain I no fear
keep holdin' on, hold my head up strong
I it won't be long
(I'm for the moment)
Until be together again, fo real
(If I turn back the days)
(Sure you could this back)

Hey, I was born the hustle, never been a sucker
Daddy wasn't in the crib, made me tougher
Momma struggled with the bills, made me stuff up
Powder in a sack which made me

Now I'm on the corner, bag full of marijuana, crack
Pistol in my pocket for who disrespect
In the trap chillin' robbers and killers kick it at

My arms up in the for ten, they say I'm goin' in
Ha, bet that I'm a stretch that, to this rappers
Show these niggas I'm best at
Get a lil' check, flip it and that

Years later, oh now you see my heads at
Like meals chasers, we be the bread at
You on hatin', you'll be layin' where the dead at
You rappers suckers, you can tell them that I that
If nothin' else but the hustle, you gon' respect

I lost my daddy at a age
Told my mama, cry for me
If I tomorrow in for yesterday
Oh, how much different my life be

But that's in my dreams, to reality
get outta these street lights
So I won't have to live this life
No more, no
No more, no more, no

Guess this is my life and I live it right
I don't wanna run the no more, no
Guess this is my and I wanna live it right
I wanna run the streets no more, no