Luyện nghe bài hát One Love Remix

One:

what up kid? i know shit is rough your bid
when the cops came you slid to my crib
fuck it black, no time for looking it's done
congratulations 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 acts too
he listen he be riffin' while i'm telling him stuff
i was like yeah, don't care, she a snake too
fucking with the niggaz from that fake crew that 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
hanging out with thugs that all carry 9's
at night time there's more than ever
Whattup with Cormega, did you see 'em, are together?
if so then the fort, now i represent to the fullest
say to herb, ice and bullet
I a half a hundred in your commisary
You was my nigga when push to shove
One one love

Two:

dear born, you'll be out soon, stay
out in new the same shit is going on
the crack-heads stalking, is talking
hold, out the story yesterday when 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 glock
and now they run together, up son, whatever
since i'm on the streets i'm a put it to a
when i heard you blew a nigga with the [???] for a phone
whylin' on the island but now [???]
better chill 'cos them niggaz will put that ass on
time you wrote you said they tried you in the showers
i maintain when you home the corner's ours
on the reels, all these niggaz know the deal
when we the revolution all they probably do is squeal
but chill, see you on the v i
i your mom dukes loot for kicks
plus [???]
your brother's buck in four maine he wrote me
he might beat his case, 'til he come home i it low key
so stay civilised, time
though incarcerated mind [dies]
i hate it when your mum
it kinda to make me murder, for real-a
i've even got a mask and to bust slugs
for one

Three:

sometimes i sit back with a sack
mind's in 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 from my
i take my pen and pad for the week and hittin' nails i'm sleeping
a two day stay, you may say i the time alone
to relax my dome, no phone, the 9 at home
you see the streets have me stressed terrible
fucking with the corners have a up in belle vue
or h.d.m., hit numbers from 8 to 10
a future in a maximum state pen is
so i comes back home, nobody's helping
do i roll two phillies together and the friends we call them oowops
he said nas, niggaz cold be off the roof
so i wear a bullet proof and pack a black
he inhailed so deep, his eyes like he was sleep
started when i peeked to watch me speak
i sat back like the mack, my suit was black
we was chillin' on bitches where he pumped his loose cracks
i an l when he passed it, this 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 a shot that's when a murder be the cool one
tough luck when are struck, families fucked up
could've cought your man, but didn't when you bucked up
mistakes happen, so heed never bust up
if the crowd catch him solo, the right man bleed
shorty's laugh was cold blooded as he 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 man that i'm a go cyprose
there's some jewels in the skull he can sell if he chose
words of wisdom from nas try to up above
keep an eye out for shorty what
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