Luyện nghe bài hát Water

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

Na what I'm
This is for my
Dumb and

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

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

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

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

I the way the pleasure feels, I'm not judgin'
But still I'm on a mission yo, I'm not
I got fam that can't stop druggin', they can't
They can't stick to one subject 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 need to walk straight 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
over, over, the water
Yo,
Yo,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

In between Islam and straight
Layin' everyday the way and doin' nothin'
See 'em all shakin' their and start shruggin'
If they got a man like mine they gotta cousin
An yo, you be a true friend to him

Before the put an end to him
Or a pen to him
And him in the studio with a mic
'Cause on the real it might save his
And tellin' him

Yo, you to walk straight masta ya high
Son, you out on what's passin' ya by
I done see streets 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, you need to walk straight masta ya
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
over, over, the water
C'mon over, over, the
Yo,
Yo,