Luyện nghe bài hát Street Lights

A lot of money got made, got sold
Lives got took on these so cold, oh
if the street lights, could talk and tell the story of the street life
Every in America is all the same
Chasing money got us all insane, oh
if the street lights, could talk and tell the story of the street life
Ah, I look back and reflect a hundred pass
about it got me have me on the gas
Vivid is the coded in my dna
Mammy her heart, as we walked out the door she would pray for us
that Jake was on us, dex... against us
Same shit to it,
Another life flushed down the
Left the house without saying and didn't come home
It's all too common, and prolly me if it for Rami
I put that on my who was... with the iron
The hood is of life but inside niggers dying
Instead of prosperity, jealousy's thriving
Street lights... memorials
Know how the story goes, I trying to bore you though
I'm just trying to she'd a little
Job done, even if I save one life, listen

A lot of money got made, drugs got
Lives got took on corners so cold, oh
Imagine if the lights, could talk and tell the story of the street life
Every ghetto in is all the same
Chasing money got us all insane, oh
Imagine if the street lights, could talk and tell the story of the street
Missing dark tunnel vision, the light at the end damages listening
I'm talking to again, we so close but yet it seems so far
It's like 10 steps and just one step forward
Just one more and 60 more bars,
Comes to the we have, the life we want
If these blood and tears could talk, they'd be arguing,
With the in our eyes saying all...
That bone in your head, get like windshield
Now how shit field?
Yeah you got a lot of nerve, you
drop of that pain, when you playing with the mob
Can't you see we concentrating on baking
Lot of lives got taken, lot of time spent in the
So we spend our days doing whatever must be done to
The ones that steady burn like the sun

A lot of money got made, drugs got
Lives got took on corners so cold, oh
Imagine if the street lights, could talk and the story of the street life
Every ghetto in is all the same
after money got us all insane, oh
Imagine if the street lights, could talk and tell the of the street life
I can tell you about some shit you don't wanna hear
Some many out here
One I saw a man with a gun
Chasing another trying to run
And even they grew up on the same block
He hesitate to gun him down in the same spot
The nigger that you from elementary
Will make your ass unsolved

A lot of money got made, got sold
got took on these corners so cold, oh
Imagine if the street lights, could talk and tell the story of the life
Every ghetto in is all the same
Chasing money got us all insane, oh
Imagine if the street lights, could talk and the story of the street life