Luyện nghe bài hát Time

3 started off being friends to the end
Growing up in a that turned boys to men
Carlo was the slick one, the girls liked him
And all the little in the hood, wanted to fight him

But Carlo, main James wasn't having that
James had game and left niggaz laying flat
All of us 12 or 13 at the
Drinking wine and smokin' brown bag dimes

I was into writing rhyme in class at
for the bell to ring so we can go and shoot pool
One day, some up the block niggaz talking shit
Bragin' on they clique and how many crews click with

Tryin' to start some extra clip shit, them niggaz so for
James so cool to get with fucked his whole
Carlo, that slick nigga a 22
got some heat too, what the fuck we gonna do?

Bust and hit the back door, now we in the
Running, pumpin' fast tryin' to see another day
Blessed to the mayhem
Time and time again, we escaped the

Yo, what's been goin' on
Man, that goin' down dogg
goin' down with you?
I done you got rich, uh?
You fuck around with us
In the no more, uh?

You it's funny how shit changes, right?
How life can loosen up a that's so tight
Years after all the and misdemeanor crimes
Us being homeboys, didn't seem so

Years of just around, rappin' in the neighborhood
Found me with a gold album, tryin' to live my life
Carlo got popped with 8 keys in a
in Tex, Arcan, doin' about a hundred man

That James, straight cutthroat on them snouts
Robbin' dope boys, gettin' the fuck he want
The game changed, now you gotta play with
Now I to ask myself

Do you remember your childhood, when
You didn't have to have loot, to friends
Now all about your Benjamin's, your cash flow
And if a fuck with that, he better know

changed everything, between us
And if I see you in the streets, I gotta
You used to be a friend to me, one I could
Now if you see me in the streets, you bust

One day, I'm on my way to the studio, ya
up a zip of hay, after I drop off my kids
Flippin' through the hood, seen with his little crew
Blue up, in a drop top Malibu

Bloodshot eyes, I could smell the dip
Bumpin' DJ Squeaky, what the earnin'
He asked about Carlo, what can I say?
I him when I get a chance but I pray for him everyday

Lookin' at my ride, tellin' me you comin' up
Fuckin' with that rappin' stuff, I guess you just forgot us
Na cat, it ain't that, I gotta eat
That's James clicked and pulled out his fuckin' heat

I hit the gas, he kept till the clip was empty
17 and didn't nothin' hot nip me
Quickly, grabbed my shit and it up wide
The nigga on the passenger instantly died

James bailed, I chase, fuck the consequence
If I let him live, he'll another incident
12 ago, I never thought I'd see the day
would ever be this way

Do you remember your childhood, when
You have to have loot, to have friends
Now it's all about Benjamin's, your cash flow
And if a fuck with that, he better know

Time changed everything, us
And if I see you in the streets, I bust
You used to be a friend to me, one I trust
Now if you see me in the streets, you bust