Luyện nghe bài hát This Goes Out

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

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

people sleep five 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 same as
See Lord, tryna must be something
was Heaven sent
A lot of rent be paid without this trade
That we call

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 'cause can't touch you
This goes out to the in the streets
Like going all out just so their can eat
Like I mad at'cha, gotta do something
Hold your head up they can't touch you
goes out

I used to be half
all out and doings things that I know just wasn't right
And now I'm back
And I think do it or never did something
But I can you then
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 strugglin' just to get a
I ain't mad at'cha, do something
Hold your head up 'cause can't touch you
This goes out to the in the streets
going 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
goes out

Ay yo I the struggle
Like I the hustle
Find the right one, take it and
on the muscle
I giving in, I'm trying to win
And if I get my hands a little dirty
Then I'm 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 them kids fed

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

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 'cause can't touch ya
This 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 they can't touch ya
goes out

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