Luyện nghe bài hát One Love

What up kid? I 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 congratulations you you got a son
I heard he like you, why don't your lady write you?
Told her she should visit, that's when she got
Flip it, talk about he acts too
He listen he be riffin' while I'm telling him stuff
I was like yeah, don't care, she a snake too
Fucking with the niggas from that fake that hate you
But yo, guess who got in the dome-piece?
Jerome s niece, on her way home from beaches club
little rob is selling drugs all the time
Hanging out with young thugs that all 9's
At night time there's more than ever
What up Cormega, did you see 'em, are y'all together?
If so then hold the fort, now I to the fullest
Say up to herb, ice and bullet
I left a a hundred in your commissary
You was my nigga when came to shove
One one love

born, you'll be out soon, stay strong
Out in new york the shit is going on
The crack-heads stalking, loud-mouths is
Hold, check out the story yesterday I was walking
The nigga you shot last year tried to appear like he something
to mother, I heard him fronting
And he be on your block
man gave him your glock
And now they run together, up son, whatever
Since I'm on the streets I'm a put it to a
When I heard you blew a nigga with the ? for a piece
on the island but now with ?
Better 'cause them niggasz will put that ass on fire
Last time you wrote you said they you in the showers
I maintain when you home the corner's ours
On the reels, all crab niggaz know the deal
When we start the revolution all they probably do is
But chill, see you on the v I
I gave your mom dukes loot for
? flicks
Your brother's buck whylin' in Maine he wrote me
He might beat his case, 'til he come 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
even got a mask and gloves to bust 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 get me vexed-er
So I be ghost 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 something terrible
Fucking with the have a nigga up in belle vue
Or h.d.m., hit with numbers 8 to 10
A future in a maximum state pen is
So I comes back home, nobody's shorty
Do I roll two phillies together and the friends we call them oowops
He said nas, niggaz be bustin' off the roof
So I wear a bullet proof and pack a black
He inhailed so deep, his eyes like he was sleep
Started coughing when I peeked to watch me
I sat back like the mack, my army was black
We was chillin' on these bitches where he pumped his loose
I an l when he passed it, this little bastard
Keeps me he starts talking mad shit
I had to school him, told him don't let fool him
'cause when the pistol blows a shot that's when a be the cool one
luck when niggas are struck, families fucked up
Could've caught your man, but didn't look when you up
Mistakes happen, so take heed never up
If the crowd catch him solo, make the man bleed
laugh was cold blooded as he spoke so foul
Only twelve trying to tell me that he my style
Then I rose, wiping the ash from my clothes
Then froze only the bolder smoke through my nose
And told my little man that I'm a go
There's some jewels in the skull he can sell if he chose
Words of wisdom from nas try to up above
Keep an eye out for jake shorty
One