Luyện nghe bài hát Stay True

Oh yeah,
It's
Y'all niggas your guns
Throw guns down, put 'em down

Yo, we in the fields heat
You niggas, eat kid meals to meat
We street referees, we
Jean jackets, thick over turtlenecks
Certified doctors in hoods all your techs
But wait, roll cameras, Babyface money blowin' beach nut
Call off the mutts, me again
Ghost, your host evenin'
(Ladies and gents, I'd to thank you all for comin' out tonight)

tight, all sharp, light up a bark, let's mingle
Fetch me a Martin on diamonds
Gucci joints, I never wore
I might give 'em to my
Fitzpatrick, ribs battered, worth more than marrows
Borrow the God jewels, goggles
That's how the God do, twenty-five
My like Smokey's voice, little moist, but choice
We Dom's, smoke the scratchy throats
Live on the edge, bracelets, shades and coats
Jungle in the club, we Colombo
Frost eat a snowman, as the milky way
Ice on the floor, El-Producto in the
In the seam of his mink, he "Don't drink"
Think before he talked, he walked he ordered
room down in Vegas, vendin' machines
I sip Alize' of E and J

The streets is rough out
Crack came and had us years
is a man to do?
(Brother man, stay true, true)

The is rough out here
Crack came and had us years
is a man to do?
(Brother man, stay true, true)