Luyện nghe bài hát This Goes Out

This goes out to all them
Everybody out there them ends meet
I ain't mad
J E y'all, goes 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, this out to you
This goes out to you, this 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
When I know in my if it came down to it
I'd be getting down the as them
See Lord, hustle must be something
That was Heaven
A lot of rent wouldn't be without this trade
we call hustlin'

This out to the cats on the corner
and strugglin' just to get a dollar
I mad at'cha, gotta do something
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 up 'cause they can't touch you
This out

I used to be half
Going all out and doings things that I know just right
And now I'm back
And I think do it or never did something
But I can tell you
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 up 'cause they can't 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 head up 'cause they touch you
This out

Ay yo I welcome the
Like I welcome the
Find the right one, it and bubble
That's on the
I ain't in, I'm trying to win
And if I gotta get my hands a little
I'm sorry 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 shorty them kids fed

This goes out to my whole eight one click
I often reminisce when we dreamed of this
Rich cars, homes, girls with nice toes
pieces standing in line to show us their thongs
Went from riding six deep in a little ass
The Cadillac trucks and Benzes, prowling the
We gon' ball we fall
'Cause we 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 ain't mad at'cha, do something
Hold your head up they can't touch ya
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 your head up 'cause they can't ya
This out

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