Luyện nghe bài hát One Love

What up I know shit is rough doing your bid
the cops came you should of slid to my crib
Fuck it black, no time for looking back done
Plus you know you got a son
I he looks like you, why don't your lady write you?
Told her she visit, that's when she got hyper
Flip it, talk about he acts too
He didn't listen he be riffin' I'm telling him stuff
I was like yeah, shorty care, she a snake too
Fucking with the niggas from that fake crew hate you
But yo, guess who got shot in the
Jerome s niece, on her way home from joes club
Plus rob is selling drugs all the time
Hanging out with young thugs that all 9's
At night time there's more trife than
up with Cormega, did you see 'em, are y'all together?
If so hold the fort, now I represent to the fullest
Say up to herb, ice and bullet
I left a half a hundred in your
You was my nigga when came to shove
One one love

Dear born, be out soon, stay strong
Out in new york the same is going on
The crack-heads stalking, loud-mouths is
Hold, check out the yesterday when I was walking
The nigga you shot last year to appear like he hurtin' something
Word to mother, I him fronting
And he be pumping on block
Your man gave him glock
And now they run together, up son, whatever
Since I'm on the I'm a put it to a cease
I heard you blew a nigga with the ? for a phone piece
Whylin' on the island but now ?
chill 'cause them niggasz will put that ass on fire
Last time you you said they tried you in the showers
I maintain when you home the corner's ours
On the reels, all these crab niggaz the deal
When we start the revolution all they do is squeal
But chill, see you on the v I
I your mom dukes loot for kicks
Plus ?
Your buck whylin' in four Maine he wrote me
He might beat his case, he come home I play it low key
So civilized, time flies
Though incarcerated mind (dies)
I hate it when mum cries
It kinda to make me murder, for real-a
I've even got a mask and gloves to slugs
For one

Sometimes I sit with a Buddha sack
Mind's in another world thinking how can we exist the facts
Written in school text books, bibles,
Fuck a school lecture, the lies get me
So I be ghost my projects
I take my pen and pad for the and hittin' nails while I'm sleeping
A two day stay, you may say I need the alone
To relax my dome, no phone, left the 9 at
You see the streets have me stressed something
Fucking the corners have a nigga up in belle vue
Or h.d.m., hit with from 8 to 10
A future in a maximum pen is grim
So I comes back home, nobody's helping
Do I roll two phillies together and the friends we call them oowops
He said nas, niggaz cold be off the roof
So I wear a bullet proof and pack a tres-deuce
He inhailed so deep, his eyes like he was sleep
Started coughing when I peeked to me speak
I sat like the mack, my army suit was black
We was on these bitches where he pumped his loose cracks
I an l when he passed it, this little bastard
me blasted he starts talking mad shit
I had to school him, told him don't let niggas him
'cause when the pistol blows a shot that's a murder be the cool one
Tough luck when niggas are struck, families up
caught your man, but didn't look when you bucked up
Mistakes happen, so heed never bust up
If the crowd catch him solo, the right man bleed
Shorty's was cold blooded as he spoke so foul
Only trying to tell me that he liked my style
I rose, wiping the blunts ash from my clothes
Then froze only the bolder smoke through my nose
And my little man that I'm a go cyprose
some jewels in the skull that he can sell if he chose
Words of wisdom from nas try to rise up
Keep an eye out for shorty what
One