Luyện nghe bài hát SPM vs. Los

I was on beans and rice
and if you shot up my crib I wouldn't be
Mama used to trip 'cause I fed the
I'm the one they home 'cause my head had lice
I'm the kid that my sanity
I'm the kid that had the toys no batteries
Mama sat me down for some serious
On how to keep the out the cereal box

I feel you homie nigga I lived that shit nigga I felt shit
We never felt so rich those the good ass days bro
Sure we was broke but we was b-b havin' hella fun on natural dough
When you started to smoke when you changed
The weed hit the brain and the man he came
It was joint, after joint, joint, after joint
In one month fuckin' brain was destroyed
Now you got and a beautiful wife
The kinda that you make nigga you set for life
Enjoy your self man you live once
Take your family and relax for a month

I'mma smoke I croak nigga fuck bein' broke nigga
I need seven bedrooms and my nigga
Watchin' with eighty seven new gats
The penitantary's the place when I can relax
I some hoes in they heads they pushin' me to the edge
The only thing miss is my beautiful kids
I'm just pedron I handle shit on my own
I got a
for every fuckin' inch of my
in my blood to be a drunk and not give a fuck
I do a drive-by in my grandmas
A G daddy me at the age of three
Now every South Side pagin' me

Chill cut dad some slack
Sure he left our ass but that was way the back
You all cot up hearin' on dub
We was only when our house got shot up
Mom was all bloody I saw shit
It was blast from the mirror it's alright kid
You by God man you can't give up
And run around town not a fuck
Yeah of they jealous and pullin' hoes shit
It's hard to be that mess-kin that up so quick
You made it look easy but It's just an
You did the impossible and took over
Now thinks they can do like you
Losin' thousands and thousands on a ass crew
Talkin' down on you but you got nothing to
Let 'em run they all the fuck they want to

Mutha you nigga stop preachin' n'shit
I grab my mutha fuckin' glock and start my shit
No for the weak bitch so save yo' speech bitch
You reach I'm too deep in these streets bitch
piss me off I'll put this gat to yo' head
Can't you see these jealous pray for us to be dead,
You gettin' soft You must wanna die too
all it takes is one bullet to me and you

[gun

Damn dawg, you hear gun shot?
Soundin' like it came SPM's room! Lets go check it out!

All my people da evil
Some sniff paint and shoot needle
Some shots with salt and lemon get fucked up and beat they women
All the children need someone to show they can't be someone
Mad at me 'cause I up, I don't understand what y'all want

Say, Los, check out, man

What up,

Say, let's smoke and joint, man and try to work this thing out

Well, we could smoke a joint, I dunno about all other shit