Luyện nghe bài hát Trust

Its like a story repeated over and over
In the of my mind
shit be real man
Shits crazy out
Yo yo, yo what up
Thats my over there

1]
If you to take chances
Youll never the answers
I tell the future of a dude how his stance is
Wonder will he shoot then you study where his hands is
Is he gonna it and pop it
His big
But he dont that thing in him
Slanging aint in him
Body language is off, hes
But soft niggas all a sudden dumping, fronting
Cause he a way
My niggas say the is a giveaway
One look tell me if you really came to kill me
Be the quiet nigga
Laying with the
Who over there, creeping
Who homie by the
Better safe than sorry, at p-noid me
Few machine guns close, we squeeze all three
Be a cold day in hell they creep on me
Its a lesson premonition
Lotta killed cause they wasnt paying attention


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

3]
Its I listen to niggas who never been in my position
A caterpillar cant relate to what an eagle
From the mind of a man who at it with killers
Sit down man
Let me you in hood business
Seen a lotta niggas
dreams folded
Some humble, ate too much, got bloated
Aint too 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
pistols and sex
Remember spray painting the word and then staring at it
folks angry, pointing, swearing at it
Buildings I sprayed, nowadays drive the Mclaren it
Same old man years ago told me life is short
So infant to geriatric
Trust own judgment
with it and love it