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 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
goes out to you, this goes out to you

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

This goes out to the cats on the
and strugglin' just to get a dollar
I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do
Hold your head up 'cause 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, gotta do
Hold your head up they can't touch you
This 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 just do it or never did something
But I can you then
Rather take a bullet in my head leave my family unfed
And the way it is
goes out to my homies, yeah

This goes out to the cats on the
and strugglin' just to get a dollar
I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do
Hold your head up 'cause can't touch you
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
Hold your head up 'cause can't touch you
This out

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

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

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

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