Luyện nghe bài hát One Love (LG Main Mix)

What up kid? I shit is rough doing your bid
When the cops came you of slid to my crib
Fuck it black, no time for looking it's done
Plus you know you got a son
I heard he looks like you, why don't your lady write
Told her she visit, that's when she got hyper
Flip it, talk about he too rough
He didn't listen he be while I'm telling him stuff
I was like yeah, don't care, she a snake too
Fucking with the niggas from that crew 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 young thugs that all carry 9's
At night time there's more than ever
What up with Cormega, did you see 'em, are together?
If so then hold the fort, now I to the fullest
Say up to herb, ice and bullet
I left a half a hundred in your
You was my nigga when came to shove
One one love

born, you'll be out soon, stay strong
Out in new york the same is going on
The stalking, loud-mouths is talking
Hold, check out the story yesterday when I was
The nigga you shot last year tried to like he hurtin' something
Word to mother, I heard him
And he be pumping on block
Your man gave him glock
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 with the ? for a phone piece
Whylin' on the 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 when you come home the corner's ours
On the reels, all these niggaz know the deal
When we start the all they probably do is squeal
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 home I play it low key
So stay civilized, flies
Though incarcerated your (dies)
I it when your mum cries
It kinda to make me murder, for real-a
I've even got a mask and gloves to slugs
For one

Sometimes I sit back with a Buddha
Mind's in world thinking how can we exist through the facts
in school text books, bibles, etcetera
Fuck a lecture, the lies get me vexed-er
So I be ghost from my
I take my pen and pad for the week and hittin' nails while I'm
A two day stay, you may say I the time alone
To my dome, no phone, left the 9 at home
You see the streets have me stressed 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 pen is grim
So I comes home, nobody's helping shorty
Do I roll them two phillies together and the friends we them oowops
He said nas, niggaz be bustin' off the roof
So I wear a bullet proof and a black tres-deuce
He inhailed so deep, shut his like he was sleep
Started coughing 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 cracks
I an l when he passed it, this little bastard
Keeps me blasted he starts talking mad
I had to school him, him don't let niggas fool him
'cause when the pistol a shot that's when a murder be the cool one
Tough luck niggas are struck, families fucked up
caught your man, but didn't look when you bucked up
Mistakes happen, so take heed never up
If the crowd him solo, make the right man bleed
Shorty's was cold blooded as he spoke so foul
Only twelve trying to tell me he liked my style
Then I rose, wiping the blunts ash my clothes
Then only the bolder herb smoke through my nose
And told my little man that I'm a go
There's some in the skull that he can sell if he chose
Words of wisdom nas try to rise up above
Keep an eye out for jake shorty
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