Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody's Smiling

Don't
Getting trap
in the pot
Baby do it

I'm from Chicago, nobody's
wyling on Stoney Island
Where the chief and the president from
Pop out, pop pills, pop
On the deck when the ops
Pop some, ops run
This ain't a game nigga, no options
Nigga selling on the like an auction
Dig into my pockets, see a
Where the and the bitches is where the guys is
in a loches, at the spot holding money like a hostage
She went ostrich, from the projects posture
I with the goddess like an artist
Getting paper no margins, money gods
I do it for Hadiya and Trayvon

In the Chi a damn thing funny
of ways to get money
Drive down Lake Shore, scheming how to more
If we ain't eating what is this cake for
nobody giving it, that's what we take for
Niggas is broke, I need to brake for
Glaciers of ice, lazers and
Let the glow heavy, we paid for em twice
Made for the life, all out we out of bounds
Bars and guns, got a lot of rounds
Tripping like you from out of
The four pound will leave you on the ground a sound
Ain't no fathers round, sons of
Fighting attempts, trafficking, and larceny
At the party with the thots with the extra
I'm in the inner city, it's an out of experience

Face on T-shirts with no
Just big ass trash bags tagged
Out sipping trill
Fake ass gangster, quick to a fag's cash
Five six, Star Wars
No stickers, bullet holes in car doors
Out of ten that was shot, 7 ate 9's
Two 8's, and one 45
Tryna get to 23, numbers
Then come the fame
But they say no names
Are celebrities way too shy to be loyal to the town
I take my publishing check and spread my around
Popes, bishops, disciples,
Counts, princes, lords, queens and
They drilling on my land but ain't no to be found
I be part of the problem
I guess they tryna prove they can back that shit up
Most of them can't moonwalk
My little cousin bum jay don't know what he did when he introduced goon talk
Is a Scarface casting at the crib I don't know about?
So many shortys tried out for the role
That's why he slide out and out with the pole
Now I see how my daddy felt the day he
Discovered that power didn't keep the lights on
Right on, the dearly still rapping to you
Looking for some yellow, white, red, black, brown to write on
How long will they mourn me I'm out of mind, out of sight, gone
A crash, a head on collision affects both the most
music in the building, yeah we got ghost riders
They just actually