Luyện nghe bài hát This Goes Out

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

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

Some people sleep to a bed
at the feet, two at the top
So I can't really talk about how they should
When I know in my if it came down to it
I'd be getting down the 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 out to the cats on the corner
Stressin' and just to get a dollar
I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do
Hold head up 'cause they can't touch you
goes out to the girls in the streets
Like going all out just so kids can eat
Like I mad at'cha, gotta do something
Hold your head up 'cause they can't you
goes out

I used to be half
Going all out and doings things that I know just right
And now I'm looking
And I think just do it or never did
But I can you then
Rather take a in my head than leave my family unfed
And the way it is
This goes out to my homies,

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

Ay yo I the struggle
I welcome the hustle
Find the right one, it and bubble
on the muscle
I ain't in, I'm trying to win
And if I gotta get my hands a dirty
I'm sorry 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 to make bread
But I,aint mad at ya keep them kids fed

goes out to my whole five eight one click
I often reminisce we just dreamed of this
Rich cars, fine homes, girls with nice
Dime pieces standing in line to 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 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
This 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 can't touch ya
This out

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