Luyện nghe bài hát Water

South Philly, North Side, Oakland, Texas,
people, uh

Na what I'm
is for my nigga
Dumb and

They say a record ain't if it's not touchin', grippin'
Draw you in close and make you listen to it
And if you real ill at makin'
The listna feel like he living through it
how my nigga do it

I met slacks in like ninety-one rappin'
We went to Millersville to get away gun clappin'
It ain't last, I be in dreaming 'bout
Fifty-thousand fans up in the
out

Encore, yo I'm back to Philly
Nigga you rollin' me?
I'm get busy
We dogs that was off the chain
Lotta times at the shows people hardly

I just, took it in stride as a part of the but inside
People with me started to change
It was a thangs, little syrup, little pills
Instead of riding out on the road you'd chill

I the way the pleasure feels, I'm not judgin'
But I'm on a mission yo, I'm not buggin'
I got fam that can't stop druggin', they sleep
They can't to one subject they can't eat
people steady comin' at me out in the street
Like Riq yo what up with ya peeps, it deep, nigga

Yo, you need to walk straight ya high
Son, you missing out on what's ya by
I done see these streets suck a cats dry
But not you and I my
We got to get
C'mon over, over, the
over, over, the water
Yo,
Yo,

We done been through many meals a couple of
Shared and wheels, killed mics and reels
We done rocked shows abroad and slept on
Trying to what the fuck we gettin' slept on for

Or what we with the weapon for
by the gravity law
You know it if you came up my nigga
Picture the bus up

You know we of everything outlaws are made of
I'm far a hata
And I say I love you
'Cause the way I is greater
M-illa you a son, you a born creator

And this'll probably on you later
in your nature
Lyrics all up on you walls like they made of
You follow where the talent take ya
Ya fuck around and finally make it and that's real but yo

Yo, you to walk straight masta ya high
Son, you out on what's passin' ya by
I done see these streets a lotta cats dry
But not you and I my
We got to get
C'mon over, over, the
over, over, the water
Yo,
Yo,

Yo, I ya all to understand I come from South Philly
And when I walk the it's like a pharmacy
They got all type-a shit can get
It go H to X to Loosie cigarettes

For my ghetto legend, known for little shiest
Cop Codine by the Quarts and keep comin',
Just embracing the dope it's a woman
Ya burning sides of the rope and just pullin', tuggin'

In between and straight thuggin'
Layin' everyday around the way and nothin'
See 'em all their heads and start shruggin'
If they don't got a man like they gotta cousin
An yo, you better be a friend to him

Before the put an end to him
Or a pen to him
And lock him in the studio a mic
'Cause on the real it save his life
And keep him

Yo, you need to walk straight ya high
Son, you missing out on what's ya by
I done see streets suck a lotta cats dry
But not you and I my
We got to get
C'mon over, over, the
over, over, the water
Yo,
Yo,

Yo, you to walk straight masta ya high
Son, you out on what's passin' ya by
I done see these streets a lotta cats dry
But not you and I my
We got to get
over, over, the water
C'mon over, over, the
Yo,
Yo,