Luyện nghe bài hát One Love Remix

Verse

what up kid? i shit is rough doing your bid
when the came you shoulda slid to my crib
fuck it black, no time for back it's done
plus congratulations you you got a son
i heard he looks like you, why don't lady write you?
told her she visit, that's when she got hyper
flip it, about he acts 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 niggaz from fake crew that hate you
but yo, guess who got shot in the
jeromes niece, on her way home from joes club
plus little rob is selling all the time
hanging out with young thugs all carry 9's
at night time more trife than ever
Whattup with Cormega, did you see 'em, are together?
if so hold the fort, now i represent to the fullest
say to herb, ice and bullet
I left a half a hundred in your
You was my nigga when push came to
One what? one

Verse

born, you'll be out soon, stay strong
out in new york the same shit is on
the stalking, loud-mouths is talking
hold, check out the story yesterday i was walking
the nigga you last year tried to appear like he hurtin' something
word to mother, i heard him
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 piece
on the island but now with [???]
better chill them niggaz will put that ass on fire
last time you you said they tried you in the showers
i when you come home the corner's ours
on the reels, all these crab niggaz the deal
we start the revolution all they probably do is squeal
but chill, see you on the v i
i gave mom dukes loot for kicks
[???] flicks
your buck whylin' in four maine he wrote me
he might beat his case, 'til he come i play it low key
so stay civilised, flies
incarcerated your mind [dies]
i hate it when your mum
it kinda wants to me murder, for real-a
i've got a mask and gloves to bust slugs
for one

Three:

sometimes i sit back a budda sack
mind's in another world thinking how can we exist through the
written in school text books, bibles,
a school lecture, the lies get me vexed-er
so i be ghost from my
i take my pen and pad for the week and hittin' while i'm sleeping
a two day stay, you may say i the time alone
to relax my dome, no phone, left the 9 at
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 home, nobody's helping shorty
do i roll two phillies together and the friends we call 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 like 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 bastard
keeps me he starts talking mad shit
i had to him, told him don't let niggaz fool him
'cos when the pistol blows a shot that's when a murder be the one
luck when niggaz are struck, families fucked up
could've your man, but didn't look when you bucked up
mistakes happen, so take never bust 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 herb smoke my nose
and told my man that i'm a go cyprose
there's some jewels in the skull that he can if he chose
words of wisdom from nas try to up above
keep an eye out for jake what
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