Luyện nghe bài hát Time

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

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

I was writing rhyme in class at school
Waitin' for the bell to so we can go and shoot pool
One day, some up the niggaz came 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, slick nigga pulled a 22
got some heat too, what the fuck we gonna do?

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

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

You know funny how shit changes, right?
How life can loosen up a that's so tight
Years after all the horseplay and crimes
Us being homeboys, seem so fine

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

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

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

Time 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 better

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 James with his little
Blue rags up, in a top Malibu

Bloodshot eyes, I could smell the dip
Bumpin' DJ Squeaky, flashin' what the
He asked about Carlo, well what can I
I write him 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 about us
Na cat, it like that, I gotta eat
That's when James and pulled out his fuckin' heat

I hit the gas, he kept bustin' till the was empty
17 shots and didn't hot nip me
Quickly, grabbed my shit and opened it up
The nigga on the side instantly died

bailed, I gave chase, fuck the consequence
If I let him live, he'll start incident
12 years ago, I thought I'd see the day
Shit would be this way

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

Time everything, between us
And if I see you in the streets, I gotta
You to be a friend to me, one I could trust
Now if you see me in the streets, you better