Luyện nghe bài hát This Goes Out

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

This out to you, this goes out to you
goes out to you, this goes out to you
This goes out to you, goes out to you
goes out to you, this goes 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 the same as them
See Lord, tryna must be something
was Heaven sent
A lot of rent wouldn't be paid without trade
we call hustlin'

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

I to be half between
Going all out and doings things that I know just wasn't
And now I'm back
And I just 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
Stressin' and strugglin' to get a dollar
I mad at'cha, gotta do something
Hold your head up 'cause they can't you
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 you
goes out

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

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

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

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