Luyện nghe bài hát Trust

Its a cold story repeated over and over
In the of my mind
This shit be man
Shits out here
Yo yo, yo up yall
Thats my niggas there

1]
If you scared to chances
Youll never the answers
I could tell the future of a dude how his is
will he shoot then you should study where his hands is
Is he gonna it and pop it
His big
But he dont have thing in him
Slanging just in him
Body is off, hes soft
But soft niggas all a start dumping, fronting
Cause he a way
My niggas say the eyes is a
One look tell me if you really came to kill me
Be the quiet looking
Laying the milli
Who that there, creeping
Who homie by the
Better safe than sorry, at p-noid me
Few guns close, we could squeeze all three
Be a cold day in hell fore creep on me
Its a lesson every
Lotta niggas killed cause they paying attention


I want a I can trust
niggas I can trust
Accountants looking over my figures I can
A thats fighting for my decisions I can trust
my nigga trust
I can get enough
A I can trust
I can trust
Goons that know how to spot out a I can trust
And if I trust you, the fuck is you here for
Some of you true colors becoming clear more
2]
Its been so
Cant how we begun this war
This is a ever-lasting
Cause went off
I see mom's she still speak
She dont know I cool with her son no more
Its old shit, see we holding this grudge
Takes men to squash beef
End it hugs
We our dead, been years
Why I worry bout him
Constantly watching my
niggas telling I dread
Another day I put a family in
I be calm and relaxed
Though I know it will come back
if Im in the right
Cause a life is a life
What was it to see you covered in dirt
Its redundant
you the hunter or the hunted
Mothers cry, no of limitation on a homicide
tattoos of my niggas names
I wonder it change
ride

3]
Its rare I listen to niggas who been in my position
A caterpillar cant relate to what an envisions
From the mind of a man who went at it killers
Sit little man
Let me school you in business
Seen a lotta niggas
Lotta dreams
Some humble, ate too much, got bloated
too much left to buy
Bought it Im I guess
jets
I ask myself do I need or success
They say the artist truly suffers
His stuff is the
Cause his heart on his sleeve
Pain and sex
Remember spray painting the word Fresh and staring at it
folks angry, pointing, swearing at it
Buildings I sprayed, drive the Mclaren past it
Same old man from ago told me life is short
So from to geriatric
Trust your own
Live it and love it