Luyện nghe bài hát One Love (LG Main Mix)

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

Dear born, you'll be out soon, 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 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 your
And now they run together, what up son,
I'm on the streets I'm a put it to a cease
When I heard you blew a nigga the ? for a phone piece
Whylin' on the but now with ?
Better chill them niggasz will put that ass on fire
Last time you wrote you said tried you in the showers
I maintain when you come home the corner's
On the reels, all these crab know 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 four he wrote me
He might beat his case, 'til he home I play it low key
So stay civilized, time
incarcerated your mind (dies)
I it when your mum cries
It kinda wants to me murder, for real-a
I've got a mask and gloves to bust slugs
For one

I sit back with a Buddha sack
Mind's in another world thinking how can we exist through the
Written in school books, bibles, etcetera
Fuck a school lecture, the lies get me
So I be from my projects
I take my pen and pad for the week and hittin' nails I'm sleeping
A two day stay, you may say I need the time
To relax my dome, no phone, the 9 at home
You see the have me stressed something terrible
Fucking with the corners have a nigga up in 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 cold be bustin' off the
So I wear a bullet proof and pack a tres-deuce
He inhailed so deep, shut his 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 cracks
I took an l when he passed it, little bastard
Keeps me he starts talking mad shit
I had to school him, told him let niggas fool him
'cause when the pistol blows a shot when a murder be the cool one
Tough luck when niggas are struck, families up
Could've caught your man, but didn't 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 to tell me that he liked my style
Then I rose, wiping the blunts ash from my
Then only the bolder herb smoke through my nose
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 wisdom from nas try to up above
Keep an eye out for jake what
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