Luyện nghe bài hát One Love Remix

Verse

what up kid? i know is rough doing your bid
when the cops came you slid to my crib
it black, no time for looking back it's done
plus you know you got a son
i heard he looks like you, why your lady write you?
told her she should visit, that's when she got
flip it, talk about he too rough
he didn't he be riffin' while i'm telling him stuff
i was yeah, shorty don't care, she a snake too
fucking with the niggaz from that fake crew hate you
but yo, guess who got shot in the
jeromes niece, on her way home joes beaches club
plus little rob is selling all the time
out with young thugs that all carry 9's
at night time there's more than ever
Whattup with Cormega, did you see 'em, are y'all
if so hold the fort, now i represent to the fullest
say whassup to herb, ice and
I a half a hundred in your commisary
You was my nigga when push came to
One what? one

Verse

dear born, you'll be out soon, strong
out in new york the same is going on
the crack-heads stalking, loud-mouths is
hold, check out the yesterday when i was walking
the you shot last year tried to appear like he hurtin' something
word to mother, i him fronting
and he be on your block
your man gave him your
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 nigga with the [???] for a phone
whylin' on the island but now [???]
better chill 'cos them niggaz put that ass on fire
last time you wrote you said they you in the showers
i maintain when you come home the corner's
on the reels, all crab 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 whylin' in four maine he wrote me
he might beat his case, 'til he come i play it low key
so civilised, time flies
incarcerated your mind [dies]
i hate it when your mum
it wants to make me murder, for real-a
i've even got a mask and to bust slugs
for one

Verse

sometimes i sit with a budda sack
mind's in another thinking how can we exist through the facts
written in school text books, bibles,
a school 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 time
to relax my dome, no phone, left the 9 at
you see the have me stressed something 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 maximum pen is grim
so i comes back home, nobody's shorty
do i roll them two phillies together and the we call them oowops
he said nas, niggaz cold be bustin' off the
so i wear a bullet proof and pack a black
he inhailed so deep, shut his eyes like he was
started coughing when i peeked to watch me
i sat like the mack, my army suit was black
we was chillin' on these bitches where he his loose cracks
i took an l when he passed it, little bastard
keeps me blasted he starts talking mad
i had to school him, told him don't let niggaz him
'cos when the pistol blows a shot that's when a be the cool one
tough luck niggaz are struck, families fucked up
could've cought your man, but look when you bucked up
mistakes happen, so take heed never up
if the crowd catch him solo, make the man bleed
shorty's laugh was cold blooded as he spoke so
only twelve trying to tell me that he liked my
then i rose, wiping the blunts ash my clothes
then froze only the bolder smoke through my nose
and told my little man i'm a go cyprose
some jewels in the skull that he can sell if he chose
words of wisdom nas try to rise up above
an eye out for jake shorty what
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