Luyện nghe bài hát Shattered Dreams

Uhh, to all the underdogs, knahmtalkinbout?
Muthafuckas told me I wasn't be shit
me I was gon' be able to do this rap shit
Knahmtalkinbout? My own talked down on me, knahmsayin?

You can't let no bitch shatter yo'
It might not be all bad as it seems
You might not have all the you need, yeah
But all you got to do is

I got to get my money,
I got to get my money,
You got to get yo' money,
I got to get my money,

Man, I to let these bitches take away my pride
Them can lock my body up but they can't lock my mind
See I'm a street flame, I got them fire eyes
I mean that of Fire, the Tiger, the Black Pride

I call some women bitches and I some women whores
A bitch a dirty boar, a hoe open up the store
Now what's the difference between the two? Man, I just you that
But that don't mean that every woman I know is with that

If you a bitch and switch, it ain't too late to change
all about how you carry yo'self and how you handle thangs
Some say that hoes and pimps is born, I believe that shit
'Cause anytime you wanna stop, it ain't too to quit

Just 'cause you your body don't mean you a hoe for life
I got to speak it right for all the ones that paid the
But if ya in it to win it, go head and live the
But baby, if you in it, you still can do it right

You can't let no bitch yo' dreams
It might not be all bad as it seems
You might not have all the things you need,
But all you got to do is

I got to get my money,
I got to get my money, oh ho
You got to get yo' money,
I got to get my

To all the havin' babies on ya' own
I know you feelin' fucked up and all alone
I know ya tellin' you, "Ya fucked up your life"
Ya only fucked up if you lay and don't continue to fight

And to the young nigga out tryna sell dope
I your family fucked up and it's your last rope
In your heart, I know ya cold with this rhyme
But nuttin' hap'nin' but this 20s and this dime shit

And you the daddy with lil' mama 'bout to have the baby
You wanna own ya team but niggaz you ya crazy
you thankin'? You too young to have a family
But all the ya makin', look like you a man to me

When you get caught up, man, them niggaz ain't ride witchu
But get down with that girl and she keep it live witchu
But she gon' ya put your money up and save somethin'
right now ya run it, th'ew it back and you ain't made nuttin'
It's to change sumthin'

You can't let no bitch shatter yo'
It might not be all bad as it seems
You might not all the things you need, yeah
But all you got to do is

I got to get my money,
I got to get my money, oh oh
You got to get yo' money,
I got to get my

If you a ballplayer, man, go and play ball
Don't let nobody steal dream if you ain't came to fall
I know they say, "It ain't room in the NBA"
You tell haters save that bullshit for another day

If you a sanger, mama, go 'head and sang ya song
Them hoes say, "You ain't gon' make it", the funky bitch is
You ain't got to get butt-naked on in a thong
Just sang records to show the people you got it goin' on

I see a whole lotta motherfuckers and go
I young niggas sold they soul for the dirty dough
They a rapper, I understand, go 'head and chase ya dream
But to hog it up, the lawyer end up like a fiend

Some people gay, what can I say? The judge is God
But don't be shame and try to hide then you livin' fraud
everythang done in the dark, gon' come to the light
So do yo' thang, can't no man tell you what's wrong or right
Right, right, right,
So do yo' thang, can't no man tell you what's wrong or right