Luyện nghe bài hát This Goes Out

This goes out to all them
Everybody out there making ends meet
I mad at'cha
J E y'all, this out to everybody

This out to you, this goes out to you
This goes out to you, this out to you
This goes out to you, this out to you
This goes out to you, goes out to you

Some people five to a bed
at the feet, two at the top
So I can't really about how they should live
I know in my heart if it came down to it
I'd be down the same as them
See Lord, tryna must be something
That was sent
A lot of rent wouldn't be paid without trade
That we hustlin'

This goes out to the cats on the
Stressin' and strugglin' to get a dollar
I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do
Hold your head up 'cause they can't you
This goes out to the in the streets
Like all out just so their kids can eat
Like I mad at'cha, gotta do something
Hold head up 'cause they can't touch you
goes out

I to be half between
Going all out and doings things that I know wasn't right
And now I'm back
And I think just do it or never did
But I can tell you
Rather take a bullet in my head than my family unfed
And the way it is
This out to my homies, yeah

This goes out to the cats on the
Stressin' and strugglin' to get a dollar
I mad at'cha, gotta do something
Hold head up 'cause they can't touch you
This out to the girls in the streets
Like all out just so their kids can eat
Like I ain't mad at'cha, do something
Hold head up 'cause they can't touch you
goes out

Ay yo I welcome the
Like I the hustle
Find the right one, take it and
That's on the
I ain't giving in, I'm to win
And if I gotta get my a little dirty
Then I'm for sin
But the Fed don't ain't no bread
So brothers have ta learn to to make bread
Chicks use their ass and shake to bread
But I,aint mad at ya keep them kids fed

This out to my whole five eight one click
I often reminisce when we just of this
Rich cars, fine homes, girls with toes
Dime pieces standing in line to us their thongs
Went from riding six deep in a ass jeep
The Cadillac and Benzes, prowling the streets
We ball till we fall
we fadin' em all
Put glasses in the air, this goes out to y'all

goes out to the cats on the corner
Stressin' and strugglin' just to get a
I mad at'cha, gotta do something
Hold your up 'cause they can't touch ya
goes out to the girls in the streets
Like going all out just so their can eat
Like I ain't mad at'cha, do something
your head up 'cause they can't touch ya
This out

My homies, you can't me
If you really know me
This goes out to my
You can't me
If you don't know me
goes out to my homies
You touch me
If you really know me
This out to my homies
You touch me
If you don't know me