Luyện nghe bài hát One Love Remix

Verse

what up kid? i know shit is doing your bid
when the cops came you shoulda to my crib
fuck it black, no time for back it's done
congratulations you know you got a son
i heard he looks you, why don't your lady write you?
her she should visit, that's when she got hyper
flip it, about he acts too rough
he didn't listen he be riffin' while i'm telling him
i was like yeah, shorty don't care, she a too
fucking with the niggaz from that fake that hate you
but yo, guess who got in the dome-piece?
niece, on her way home from joes beaches club
plus rob is selling drugs all the time
out with young thugs that all carry 9's
at night time there's more trife than
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 left a a hundred in your commisary
You was my when push came to shove
One one love

Verse

born, you'll be out soon, stay strong
out in new york the same is going on
the crack-heads stalking, is talking
hold, check out the story yesterday when i was
the nigga you 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 run together, what up son, whatever
since i'm on the streets i'm a put it to a
when i heard you blew a with the [???] for a phone piece
on the island but now with [???]
better chill 'cos them niggaz will put that ass on
last time you wrote you said they you in the showers
i maintain when you come the corner's ours
on the reels, all these crab 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 loot for
plus flicks
your brother's buck in four maine he wrote me
he might beat his case, 'til he home i play it low key
so civilised, time flies
though incarcerated your [dies]
i hate it when your mum
it kinda wants to me murder, for real-a
i've even got a and gloves to bust slugs
for one

Verse

sometimes i sit back with a sack
in another world 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 my projects
i take my pen and pad for the week and nails while i'm sleeping
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 something
fucking 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 together and the friends we call oowops
he said nas, niggaz cold be off the roof
so i a bullet proof and pack a black tres-deuce
he inhailed so deep, shut his eyes 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 blasted he starts mad shit
i had to school him, told him don't let niggaz him
'cos when the pistol blows a that's when a murder be the cool one
tough luck niggaz are struck, families fucked up
could've cought your man, but didn't look when you up
mistakes happen, so take heed never up
if the crowd him solo, make the right man bleed
shorty's laugh was cold blooded as he spoke so
twelve trying to tell me that he liked my style
then i rose, wiping the ash from my clothes
then froze only the 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 if he chose
words of wisdom nas try to rise up above
keep an eye out for shorty what
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