Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody Loves Me

[Joe
here..
See I up around the projects
Grew up the glocks yes
Taught to fend for myself whenever Pops
A kid turnin' into a hood prospect, why?

Bundles]
If so, it was after the bread (Right)
I put the hood on like Lil Red Ridin'
The gangsta glorifyin'
And strugglin' number for a stack
And that's a fact...until

(Oh!)
And if did, I never felt it
Spent a couple nights in a box, I couldn't help it (Dawg, I help it)
When niggaz on the tier ice grilled, I had to it
Dream was on the track...somebody rebelled it
Was taught cash rules, but I ain't a dollar for livin'
No window, no pot to in (So!)
So all my in they cells that's locked in prison, is it 'cause..

(Nope!)
Til I pissed a few niggaz off Bill O'Reilly (Right)
Exposed the game's soft like Maury (Ha!)
Showed the how we
Turned an advance to a finale (Heh)

Look
I was doin' pull ups and eatin' (And then?)
And I pulled up in that pancake (Talk to 'em!)
Suicide doors, iced the band and the
Yes Jerze...(Ok)

Til I proved my name was a (How?)
Summertime, played the
Bathin' 8ths and chains that'll the chill factor (Schieeeet!)
Two toy to antagonize the children (Right)
It's still Roc For Life like kicked me out the building

But I goin' nowhere, at least no time soon
So get used to me, niggaz rep, that's how it used to be
F-Y-I, still got the wit' me

(I know...so?)
That's why I got niggaz robbed for jewelry (Right)
Brought to where my goons be (Right)
My in (?) (Right)
My groupies rockin' Juicy (Whoo!)
on me but usually
The coupe's on the corner like a hooptie
(Right, right)
Oh!
I know!

It's like I feel the love
Until I put the 645 on
And out the guts
In the belly of the beast, you make it out guts
In that title, homeboys is naked without the (Ya Heard!)

Rep-wise I'm celibate, ain't a soul wit' 'em (Uh huh)
Emcees watch they mouths like Chris wit' 'em (Heh)
Up and comer's owe me, until I'm paid, you stuck 'em
(Why?)
'Cause..