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 time for back it's done
Plus you know you got a son
I he looks like you, why don't your lady write you?
Told her she should visit, that's when she got
Flip it, talk he acts too rough
He didn't listen he be riffin' I'm telling him stuff
I was like yeah, shorty don't care, she a too
Fucking with the niggas from fake crew that hate you
But yo, who got shot in the dome-piece?
s niece, on her way home from joes beaches club
Plus rob is selling drugs all the time
Hanging out young thugs that all carry 9's
At night time there's more trife ever
What up Cormega, did you see 'em, are y'all together?
If so then hold the fort, now I represent to the
Say up to herb, ice and bullet
I left a a hundred in your commissary
You was my nigga when push to shove
One one love

Dear born, you'll be out soon, stay
Out in new york the shit is going on
The crack-heads stalking, is talking
Hold, check out the story yesterday when I was
The you shot last year tried to appear like he hurtin' something
Word to mother, I heard him
And he be pumping on your
man gave him your glock
And now they run together, up son, whatever
I'm on the streets I'm a put it to a cease
When I you blew a nigga with the ? for a phone piece
Whylin' on the but now with ?
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 come the corner's ours
On the reels, all crab niggaz know the deal
When we the revolution all they probably do is squeal
But chill, see you on the v I
I gave your mom dukes for kicks
? flicks
Your brother's whylin' in four Maine he wrote me
He might beat his case, 'til he come home I it low key
So stay civilized, flies
Though your mind (dies)
I hate it when your mum
It kinda wants to make me murder, for
I've even got a and gloves to bust slugs
For one

Sometimes I sit back with a Buddha
Mind's in another thinking how can we exist through the facts
Written in text books, bibles, etcetera
Fuck a school lecture, the lies get me
So I be ghost from my
I my pen and pad for the week and hittin' nails while I'm sleeping
A two day stay, you may say I need the time
To relax my dome, no phone, left the 9 at
You see the streets have me stressed terrible
with the corners have a nigga up in belle vue
Or h.d.m., hit with numbers 8 to 10
A future in a state pen is grim
So I comes back home, nobody's helping
Do I roll them two phillies and the friends we call them oowops
He said nas, cold be bustin' off the roof
So I a bullet proof and pack a black tres-deuce
He inhailed so deep, his eyes like he was sleep
Started when I peeked to watch me speak
I sat back the mack, my army suit was black
We was chillin' on these bitches where he pumped his cracks
I took an l when he passed it, this little
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 murder be the one
Tough when niggas are struck, families fucked up
Could've caught your man, but didn't when you bucked up
happen, so take heed never bust up
If the crowd him solo, make the right man bleed
Shorty's laugh was cold as he spoke so foul
twelve trying to tell me that he liked my style
Then I rose, the blunts ash from my clothes
Then froze only the bolder herb smoke through my
And told my little man I'm a go cyprose
There's some jewels in the skull that he can sell if he
Words of from nas try to rise up above
Keep an eye out for shorty what
One