Luyện nghe bài hát This Goes Out

This goes out to all hustlers
out there making them ends meet
I ain't mad
J E y'all, this out to everybody

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

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

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

I used to be between
all out and doings things that I know just 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 than leave my family unfed
And the way it is
goes out to my homies, yeah

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

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

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

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

My homies, you touch 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 really know me
This out to my homies
You touch me
If you really know me