Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody's Smiling

Don't
Getting trap
in the pot
Baby do it

I'm Chicago, nobody's smiling
Niggas on Stoney Island
Where the and the president come from
Pop out, pop pills, pop
On the deck when the ops
Pop some, ops run
This ain't a game nigga, no options
selling on the block 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 with
I draw with the goddess like an
Getting paper with no margins, gods
I do it for Hadiya and Martin

In the Chi ain't a damn thing
of ways to get money
Drive down Lake Shore, how to make more
If we ain't eating together what is cake for
Ain't nobody giving it, what we take for
Niggas is broke, what I to brake for
Glaciers of ice, and lice
Let the chains glow heavy, we paid for em
for the life, all out like we out of bounds
Bars and guns, got a lot of rounds
Tripping you from out of town
The four pound will leave you on the ground without a
Ain't no round, sons of anarchy
attempts, trafficking, and grand larceny
At the party with the thots with the extra
I'm in the inner city, it's an out of body

Face on T-shirts with no
big ass trash bags tagged hash
Out here trill
Fake ass gangster, to take a fag's cash
versus six, Star Wars
No stickers, real bullet in car doors
Out of ten that was shot, 7 ate 9's
Two 8's, and one 45
Tryna get to 23, game
here come the fame
But they won't say no
Are celebrities way too shy to be loyal to the town
I take my publishing and spread my royalties around
Popes, bishops, disciples,
Counts, princes, lords, and kings
They drilling on my land but ain't no to be found
I be part of the problem
I guess they just tryna prove they can back that up
Most of can't even moonwalk
My little cousin bum jay don't know what he did when he that goon talk
Is there a Scarface casting at the I don't know about?
So many shortys tried out for the role
why he slide out and ride out with the pole
Now I see how my daddy the dark day he
Discovered that black power didn't keep the on
Right on, the departed still rapping to you
Looking for some yellow, white, red, black, brown flesh to 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 ghosts