Luyện nghe bài hát Water

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

Na I'm sayin'?
This is for my
and blind

They say a record nothin' if it's not touchin', grippin'
Draw you in and make you wanna listen to it
And if you real ill at makin'
The listna gonna feel like he through it
That's how my do it

I met slacks in like ninety-one rappin'
We went to to get away from gun clappin'
It last, I be in class dreaming 'bout
Fifty-thousand up in the stands
out

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

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

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

Yo, you to walk straight masta ya high
Son, you missing out on passin' 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
C'mon over, over, the
Yo,
Yo,

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

Or we walkin' with the weapon for
by the gravity law
You know it if you came up my nigga
the bus up north

You know we of everything outlaws are made of
I'm far a hata
And I don't say I you
'Cause the way I is greater
M-illa you a poet son, you a creator

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

Yo, you need to walk straight ya high
Son, you missing out on passin' ya by
I done see these suck 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,

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

For my ghetto legend, for little shiest runnin'
Cop Codine by the Quarts and comin', dumbin'
embracing the dope like it's a woman
Ya burning both sides of the and just pullin', tuggin'

In Islam and straight thuggin'
Layin' everyday around the way and doin'
See 'em all shakin' heads and start shruggin'
If they don't got a man like mine they cousin
An yo, you better be a true to him

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

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

Yo, you need to walk masta ya high
Son, you missing out on passin' ya by
I see these 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,