Luyện nghe bài hát Scraps

1]
Babies killing babies, people starving in
Men nutting in women then disappear for the
Promoters acting shady, a bunch of em no
Jail full of our brothers, cause fathers was way too
struggle been through the trenches
You lived my life
Eat half the can good in the
Then eat the other at night
They don't know about the fighting, they know 100 likes
I'm tryna find the light but this tunnel not too bright
Big with me but dont shop at Givenchy
I do not support stores
times I ain't have a dime
Me and bestfriend sharing
That's just how the go , I don't stop I just go
All I thought was get it way
Never cared if I was called a hoe that was
All got skeletons, feelings not delicate so settle it
Brought out the now tryna be elegant
out but the streets made me intelligent
I seen it all so what's new?
Been out my whole life like Snoop
Niggas love lies but they hate the
I'm at peace when I'm in the booth
I don't trust none on my Moms, niggas life and cons
Niggas claim they gotta bond
Till one get locked up a bond
preach, gotta talk to em like a speech
And let a hoe anything I say
I'm at her room it ain't sweet
And I hate my father in the way
He forgot than my birthday
He ain't did shit since the 1st day, bird nigga let him chirp
It's hella times we done got out
Went from the box living in a big house
Can't forget the days tryna a way
Walked in the corner store for a

We was out scrapping up quarters
Backpack on the like Dora
Don't look down on others shorter
Had mo than we had water

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What you know about not clothes in months?
Or no on the rod if your nose will run?
No pot to in so you hold the dump
The problems we bout to face is the goal for
It's over , I ain't breakup man
Why every time I need something phone man?
Why loved ones in the ground won't wake up
Cause niggas gang, gang, gang they shake up hands
ain't bout to make you look cooler
Yall making mo than bloopers
Motherfuckers gotta think about they
These niggas perpetrators like
You know me I ain't holding in
Real fucked up that we live in
That $20 for her baby milk, she took that shit
And went and got a fill in
Becomes , unbelievable
Now she ain't got custody I hate it when so agreeable
Shorty cut it the fuckery
Dark skin or light skin, you African-American
Society got yall up, yall out here comparing skin
It's a fucking ain't shit change
We ain't representing like we
Cause it still remain gotta yo chain
When you a foot up in the hood (or get robbed)
Make a way if you could, sure yo fam good
Ain't have a door to knock on I needed help
Just had hope on wood
Old folks by the generation
Cause these don't follow obligations
Job application need it was too much slang in the conversation
Gotta get professional on the spot, that one is all you really got
No Dalmatian fuck one I'm tryna own 101 spots

We was out there scrapping up
Backpack on the streets Dora
Don't look down on others shorter
Had mo tears we had water