Luyện nghe bài hát Trying to survive in GI(remix)

It's nearly to chase the dream you chasing after
when step forward feels like 20 backwards,
trying to survive in GI bullets fly..
living in the cap it's do or die.

Murda kill kill all we see on TV
shawty hustle for the bill tryna that fantasy
pistols keep em close cause its hate and
jealousy/scared to look u in yo'
believe they frenemies/undercover
but they scoping/ smiling
but they really and praying
you lose yo focus/ and really
go they shooting na but
our hands up/I'm black so
a pay cut/that's telling us we
ain't worth nothing/ no
by it so I keep going/
got the hustle in me so I flowing/
drop top coins/ dream big my point/
why stop not going/ too ppl that depend on me
/ and keeping control/
put on my city is the goal/
we making the you feel in yo soul/
so stories going untold/
either u drinking or keeping one
that's how we do it/ that's how we yo/
half the battle we keep it moving like cattle/
nothing really else but money music and talent!

It's nearly to chase the dream you
chasing after when every step feels
like 20 backwards, trying to in GI
where bullets fly.. in the murder cap it's do or die.

I'm sick and of being sick and tired
Now-a-days life is only all about who you decide can
Kanye Trump and in my eyes
Are some pitiful individuals especially when politicized

Now in all who really cares
Bout a VMA, E-mail, or whether that's really your
The bigger bout preserving life
Minority death has become an and that shit ain't right

Now see we decide to rebel
And refused to be put to the
our choices are death or
Now tell me where's the Justice in
And to add to injury my people still follow they map

So from this point on I'm through preaching
No more talks of all I can commit to is me doing me
advice I can give you get ready
And pay attention to detail cuz shit get heavy!
It's impossible to chase the dream
you chasing when every step forward
feels 20 backwards, trying to survive in GI
where bullets fly.. living in the cap it's do or die.

dreams in G.I., as a lil girl meant the world
to get up out the hood, never knew way,
besides getting, to money, my mama told me,
ain't out here gone do nothing for me,
not even family, so I get up n get it,
having and plotting missions,
no decision, but the government
got permission, to commission, for
admission of all these black fathers,
look what taught us,
all these youngin's just, think that
cool to smoke in 6th grade,
and school, not learning a thang,
riding carrying guns, smiling
at mothers for their sons, man,
scary Gary the murda cap, tryna it
off this rap before I'm out on my back,
to God, he watching my son,
hoping he live to see 21, the G support,
no one or all, but one for all, we destined to fall,
cause what they want,
and that's they think,
we gone follow into their defeat,
and we not make it
if all of my people killing,
and smoking, and drinking, thinking,

It's nearly to chase the dream
you chasing after when step forward
like 20 backwards,
trying to survive in GI bullets fly..
living in the cap it's do or die.