Luyện nghe bài hát One Love

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

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

Sometimes I sit with a Buddha sack
Mind's in world thinking how can we exist through the facts
Written in school books, bibles, etcetera
Fuck a lecture, the lies get me vexed-er
So I be from my projects
I take my pen and pad for the week and hittin' nails while I'm
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 with the 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 home, nobody's helping shorty
Do I roll two phillies together and the friends we call them oowops
He said nas, niggaz cold be off the roof
So I a bullet proof and pack a black tres-deuce
He inhailed so deep, shut his like he was sleep
Started when I peeked to watch me speak
I sat back like the mack, my army was black
We was chillin' on these bitches where he pumped his loose
I took an l he passed it, this little bastard
Keeps me blasted he starts talking mad
I had to school him, told him don't let fool him
'cause when the pistol blows a shot when a murder be the cool one
luck when niggas are struck, families fucked up
Could've caught man, but didn't look when you bucked up
Mistakes happen, so take heed bust up
If the catch 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
I rose, wiping the blunts ash from my clothes
Then froze the bolder herb smoke through my nose
And told my man that I'm a go cyprose
There's some jewels in the that he can sell if he chose
Words of wisdom from nas try to rise up
Keep an eye out for shorty what
One