Luyện nghe bài hát One Love (LG Main Mix)

What up I know shit is rough doing your bid
When the came you should of slid to my crib
Fuck it black, no for looking back it's done
Plus congratulations you you got a son
I heard he looks like you, why don't your write you?
Told her she should visit, that's when she got
Flip it, talk about he acts too
He didn't listen he be riffin' while I'm him stuff
I was like yeah, shorty care, she a snake too
Fucking with the from that 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 time there's more trife than ever
What up 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 a hundred in your commissary
You was my nigga push came to shove
One what? one

Dear born, be out soon, stay strong
Out in new york the shit is going on
The crack-heads stalking, is talking
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 on your block
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
on the island but now with ?
Better chill them niggasz will put that ass on fire
time you wrote you said they tried you in the showers
I maintain when you come home the corner's
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 gave mom dukes loot for kicks
? flicks
Your brother's buck whylin' in Maine he wrote me
He might beat his case, 'til he come home I it low key
So stay civilized, flies
Though incarcerated your (dies)
I hate it your mum cries
It wants to make me murder, for real-a
I've even got a mask and 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 lecture, the lies get me vexed-er
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, the 9 at home
You see the streets have me stressed something
with the corners have a nigga up in belle vue
Or h.d.m., hit with from 8 to 10
A future in a maximum state pen is
So I comes home, nobody's helping shorty
Do I them two phillies together and the friends we call them oowops
He nas, niggaz cold be bustin' 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 when I peeked to watch me speak
I sat like the mack, my army suit was black
We was chillin' on 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 him, told him don't let niggas fool him
'cause when the blows a shot that's when a murder be the cool one
Tough luck niggas are struck, families fucked up
Could've your man, but didn't look when you bucked up
Mistakes happen, so take heed bust up
If the crowd catch him solo, make the man bleed
laugh was cold blooded as he spoke so foul
Only trying to tell me that he liked my style
Then I rose, wiping the blunts ash from my
Then froze the bolder herb smoke through my nose
And my little man that I'm a go cyprose
There's some in the skull that he can sell if he chose
Words of wisdom from nas try to up above
Keep an eye out for shorty what
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