Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody's Smiling

Don't
their trap
in the pot
Baby do it

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

In the Chi a damn thing funny
Thinking of to get money
Drive down Shore, scheming how to make more
If we ain't together what is this cake for
Ain't nobody it, that's what we take for
Niggas is broke, what I to brake for
Glaciers of ice, and lice
Let the chains glow heavy, we for em twice
Made for the life, all out like we out of
Bars and guns, niggas got a lot of
Tripping like you out of town
The four pound will leave you on the without a sound
Ain't no round, sons of anarchy
Fighting attempts, trafficking, and larceny
At the party with the thots the extra body
I'm in the inner city, an out of body experience

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