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 girls him
And all the little niggaz in the hood, to fight him

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

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

Tryin' to some extra clip shit, them niggaz so for real
James so cool to get with fucked his grill
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, pumpin' fast tryin' to see another day
to escape the mayhem
Time and again, we escaped the mayhem

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

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

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

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

Do you remember your childhood, back
You didn't have to have loot, to have
Now it's all about your Benjamin's, your flow
And if a nigga fuck with that, he know

changed everything, between us
And if I see you in the streets, I bust
You used to be a to me, one I could trust
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 James with his crew
Blue rags up, in a top Malibu

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

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

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

James bailed, I gave chase, fuck the
If I let him live, start another incident
12 years ago, I thought I'd see the day
Shit would ever be way

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

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