Luyện nghe bài hát This Goes Out

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

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
This goes out to you, goes out to you

Some sleep five to a bed
at the feet, two at the top
So I can't really talk how they should live
When I know in my heart if it came to it
I'd be getting the same as them
See Lord, tryna hustle be something
was Heaven sent
A lot of rent wouldn't be paid this trade
That we call

This goes out to the on the corner
Stressin' and strugglin' to get a dollar
I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do
Hold head up 'cause they can't touch you
This goes out to the girls in the
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
This out

I used to be half
Going all out and doings things I know just wasn't right
And now I'm back
And I think just do it or did something
But I can tell you
Rather take a bullet in my head than leave my unfed
And the way it is
goes out to my homies, yeah

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

Ay yo I the struggle
Like I the hustle
Find the one, take it and bubble
on the muscle
I ain't in, I'm trying to win
And if I gotta get my a little 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 shake to make
But I,aint mad at ya shorty keep kids fed

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

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 they can't ya
goes out to the girls 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 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 don't know me
This goes out to my
You can't me
If you don't know me
This goes out to my
You touch me
If you really know me