Luyện nghe bài hát This Goes Out

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

This goes out to you, this out to you
goes out to you, this goes out to you
This goes out to you, goes 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 talk about how they should live
I know in my heart if it came down to it
I'd be getting the same as them
See Lord, tryna must be something
That was sent
A lot of rent wouldn't be paid this trade
we call hustlin'

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

I used to be between
Going all out and doings things that I just wasn't right
And now I'm looking
And I think just do it or did something
But I can you then
take a bullet in my head than leave my family unfed
And the way it is
This goes out to my homies,

goes out to the cats on the corner
Stressin' and strugglin' 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 so their kids can eat
Like I mad at'cha, gotta do something
Hold your up 'cause they can't touch you
goes out

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

This goes out to my whole five one click
I often reminisce when we dreamed of this
Rich cars, homes, girls with nice toes
Dime standing in line to show us their thongs
from riding six deep in a little ass jeep
The Cadillac trucks and Benzes, prowling the
We gon' 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 just to get a dollar
I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do
Hold your head up 'cause can't touch ya
This goes out to the in the streets
Like going all out so their kids can eat
Like I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do
Hold head up 'cause they can't touch ya
goes out

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