Luyện nghe bài hát One Love

What up I know shit is rough doing your bid
When the 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 heard he looks like you, why don't your write you?
Told her she should visit, when she got hyper
Flip it, talk he acts too rough
He didn't he be riffin' while I'm telling him stuff
I was yeah, shorty don't care, she a snake too
Fucking with the niggas from fake crew that hate you
But yo, who got shot in the dome-piece?
Jerome s niece, on her way home joes beaches club
Plus little rob is selling all the time
Hanging out with young thugs all carry 9's
At night time there's more trife ever
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 a half a hundred in your commissary
You was my nigga when came to shove
One one love

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

Sometimes I sit back with a sack
Mind's in another world thinking how can we exist the facts
Written in school books, bibles, etcetera
Fuck a school lecture, the lies get me
So I be from my projects
I take my pen and pad for the week and 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 something terrible
Fucking with the corners have a up in belle vue
Or h.d.m., hit with numbers 8 to 10
A in a maximum state pen is grim
So I comes back home, helping shorty
Do I them two phillies together and the friends we call them oowops
He said nas, niggaz cold be bustin' off the
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 to watch me speak
I sat back the mack, my army suit was black
We was chillin' on these bitches he pumped his loose cracks
I took an l when he passed it, little bastard
Keeps me blasted he starts talking mad
I had to school him, told him don't let fool him
when the pistol blows a shot that's when a murder be the cool one
Tough luck when niggas are struck, fucked up
Could've caught your man, but didn't when you bucked up
Mistakes happen, so take heed bust up
If the crowd him solo, make the right man bleed
laugh was cold blooded as he spoke so foul
Only twelve trying to me that he liked my style
Then I rose, wiping the blunts ash from my
Then froze only the herb smoke through my nose
And told my little man 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